歌曲名 Tip Jar 歌手名 Frankie Ballard

作词：Monty Criswell

作曲：Monty Criswell

Me and the boys

We played every frat house and dive

We rocked the Razorbacks of halls

And the Crimps of tide

We were down and destined

When she walked up to the stage

Dropped a note in the tip jar

Blew a kiss and walked away

I counted two hundred dollars

One request for the Grateful Dead

A couple bottle caps a business card

And a perfume note that said

I love hurricanes and romance

Guitars cranked up on ten

Waking up with the sunset

And hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings

The sunburn on some new ink

Hearing Drift Away while you sing

And kissing beneath the stars

Oh man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I held her that summer

Living on borrowed time

Cause once September comes

Everybody says goodbye

Now it's the last show

And here she comes to the stage

Dropped a snapshot in the tip jar

Blew a kiss and walked away

I counted five hundred dollars

One request for the Grateful Dead

And a picture of her with those long tan legs

And on the back it said

I love hurricanes and romance

Guitars cranked up on ten

Waking up with the sunset

And hanging here at the Hog's Breath

Lighters raised up in the smoke rings

The sunburn on some new ink

Hearing Drift Away while you sing

Baby take care of my heart

Man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

I see lighters raised in the smoke rings

And sunburn on some new ink

Playing Drift Away but I can't sing

As she slips off to the dark

Man you find all kind of things in a tip jar

Yeah you find all kind of things in a tip jar