Reba McEntire - The Bar's Getting Lower lyrics

Her mama always told her to hold
Out for a good man
Sounded like a good plan all those years ago
A little house with a picket fence
Simple life with a couple kids
But tonight she's just looking
For a shoulder

She was hoping for pink champagne
But she'll settle for well whiskey
Saw herself in a long white gown
Not downtown gettin' tipsy
And that one-night stand walking
Through the door ain't the marrying kind
Yeah that's for sure
But she's gettin' older
And the bar's gettin' lower

Her dreams are disappearing like
Smoke from his cigarette
She hasn't said "Yes" but
She's thinking she might
The closer it gets to closing time
A lonely heart will take a pick-up line
Anything to get her through the night

'Cause she was hoping for pink champagne
But she'll settle for well whiskey
Saw herself in a long white gown
Not downtown gettin' tipsy
And that drunk cowboy tellin' her lies
Ain't the John Wayne she had in mind
But she's gettin' older
And the bar's gettin' lower

She could thank him for the
Drink and walk away live to love another day
But she's gettin' older
And the night's gettin' colder
And the bar's gettin' lower
The bar's gettin' lower