I was sittin' on my bar stool, when a little boy walked in
And he walked straight up to the bar counter
And he looked at the barman, and he said
"Hey, mister, if I sing you a song, would you make me a promise?"
Well, the barman looked over and he said
"Sonny, I'll make you a promise,
But I don't know what that promise is"
And that's when my heart broke
'Cause that little boy, he just started to sing
"Please Mr. Barman, don't sell my daddy anymore liquor tonight"
"When I get home, mommy and daddy's gonna fight"
"Now you know what happens, when little boys get in the way"
"Please Mr. Barman, don't sell my daddy any more liquor tonight"
The barman leaned over and he said
"Sonny, I'll keep that promise,
But now you've got to tell me, who your daddy is"
And that's when the little boy turned
Around, walked over, and looked straight at me
"Please Mr. Bar, don't sell my daddy any more liquor tonight"
"When I get home, mommy and daddy's gonna fight"
"Now you know what happens, when little boys get in the way"
"Please Mr. Barman, don't sell my daddy any more liquor tonight"
I stood up from my barstool, and I picked up that little boy
My little boy
And I put my arms around him, and I looked over at the barman
And I said: "Jack, you know, we both gonna keep that promise"
"Please Mr. Barman, don't sell my daddy any more liquor tonight"
"When I get home, mommy and daddy's gonna fight"
"Now you know what happens, when little boys get in the way"
"Please Mr. Barman, don't sell my daddy any more liqour tonight".