Ash on the carpet, stains on the wall Everybody's here cuz they're better off drowning in alcohol Singing along with the jukebox, washed in grit and grease She floated in one Saturday, and redeemed the place She's my dive bar sweetheart My angel of cheap gin I don't want to think what I'd of been Without my dive bar sweetheart Trading jokes with the regulars Dancing with the Vietnam vets Lighting the whole place up like a million cigarettes My dive bar sweetheart My angel of well gin I don't want to think what I'd of been Without my dive bar sweetheart I swear I saw it happen Under the neon glare The smoke parted and God hong a halo around her hair My dive bar sweetheart My sin of blood and curve My dive bar sweetheart My cash on the earth My dive bar sweetheart My angel of well gin I don't want to think what I'd of been Without my dive bar sweetheart My dive bar sweetheart Without my dive bar sweetheart