Just a Ghost Bar Tender

Everyone depends on me, from the time they walk in til they stumble out
I bring them cheer with each beer, the shot glass we salute
A flirt or two, a joke, a full blown life story to boot
Whether it is cold as hell, the door blows open and the tequila warm us up
I can"t  be there today, not tommorrow either, too much booze
My spirit will be in each emptied bottle
My hand will be the bones of blood in the cellar
To cry, to laugh, to con, to cheat,  to grieve, everyone has their stool seat, you see
My heart wants to please, wants to make each day brighter
From the furnace of devils, from the hauntings of the past
I have my eyes on the guilty, the homeless, the thrifty
Buy another round, fill up the picthers, the devils drink pouring down your throat
The chatter of teeth, the lies and deceit
Though you can"t see my face, you hear my voice of disguise
I will be there for you past wee hours of midnight, a ghost bar tender with
The pool tables shaking, the dart boards flashing, the juke box playing
The ghost cowboys fight, for the girl with the sky blue eyes
Dead corpses from the grave yell out for another, this tabs on me
For monkey see, monkey do one shot, two shots, we all get higher
My sorrows in a mug, my regrets in a slot machine
The curious grin of the stalker climbs into bed with me
I wake up from fever ,and I drip wet with desire
The whiskey was the last I remember, and the ghost bar tender
Oh, that would be me