Barrel Beats & Broken Promises

Lyrics

Acoustic guitar strums slowly, heavy and bluesy, with a slow, thumping country rock beat) (Verse 1) Got a table at the Barrel on a cold Thursday night Two uncles in tow, both losing their sight and their hearing Yeah, they can't hear a thing 'cause they leave those aids at home And I asked you for a favor, "Julia, please make it hot" 'Cause I’ve been burned by cold dumplings in every single spot You smiled and you did it, no attitude shown. (Chorus) Oh, Julia, I never meant to walk away Leaving you empty-handed at the end of the day I got up to pay the bill, left the box and my drink Halfway to Bristol, it hit me, and my heart started to sink Yeah, we left you hanging, but I’m making it right Sending twenty dollars through the mail tonight. (Verse 2) I called up the manager, said, "Put it on my card" But the system wouldn't take it, man, they made it so hard So I’m writing this letter, pen to the page 'Cause a broken promise is a heavy kind of cage Our bill was forty-eight, you deserved every dime I hope this twenty covers up the accident in time. (Chorus) Oh, Julia, I never meant to walk away Leaving you empty-handed at the end of the day I got up to pay the bill, left the box and my drink Halfway to Bristol, it hit me, and my heart started to sink Yeah, we left you hanging, but I’m making it right Sending twenty dollars through the mail tonight. (Bridge) They tell me you’re a student, trying to make your way Working hard for your future, day by day I’m deeply sorry for the stress we put you through May your week be blessed, and your dreams all come true. (Guitar Solo - Southern rock style, slow and emotional) (Outro) Good luck in school, girl, keep your head held high Thank you for the patience under that Tennessee sky Great service ain't forgotten, even miles down the road... Yeah, this twenty's for you, Julia. Lifting off the load. (Fade out on a final, resonant guitar strum)