Best Bar Songs Ever

Being in a bar band I'll give you my top 10. Humbly, of course.

10.Brown Eyed Girl
9. Old Time R&R
8. Brickhouse
7. Mony Mony
6. La Bamba
5. Rocky Top
4. Runaway(everybody howls "why why why"
3. I saw Her Standing There (everybody screams whooooooo)
2. Honky Tonk Woman (edited)

AND ...#1

Roadhouse Blues
We ended our show with that tune for about 6 years. Pure bedlam!

DUHHHHHHh! Macfive I apologize. How could I have forgotten The Unicorn. A lot of great bar songs from Ireland.

TCB by BTO

You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out
If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid
And we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
And we be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Take good care of my business
When I'm away, every day whoo!
You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business.....

What the hell happened to Macfive's post?

uh, dunno

I ain't the kind of woman
Who'd make your life a bed of ease, ha ha ha ha!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm not the kind of woman, no,
To make your life a bed of ease.
Yeah, but if you, if you just wanna go out drinkin', honey,
Won't you invite me along, please.
Oh, I'll be so good to ya babe, yeah!
Whoa, go on!
the Janis-Turtle Blues

Here are a couple of my favorites over the years:

I Love Rock And Roll by Joan Jett
Born To Run by Bruce Springsteen
Everybody's Workin For The Weekend by Lover Boy
Maggie May by Rod Stewart
Cocaine and After Midnight by Eric Clapton
Against The Wind by Bob Seger
Back In Black by AC/DC

Cocaine and After Midnight by Eric Clapton
were written by J.J. Cale

Don't mess wid the Dys!

Did I say something wrong. Am I in trouble with dys? Should I be worried? Who is J.J. Cale?

Yep, panzade--Dys is an old DJ who knows running time, producer and original composer and hates it when proper credit isn't given.

The Pub with no Beer

It's lonesome away, from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night, where the wild dingoes call
But theres nothing so lonesome, so morbid or drear
Than to stand in a bar, of a pub with no beer

Now the publicans anxious, for the quota to come
Theres a faraway look, on the face of the bum
The maids gone all cranky , and the cooks acting queer
What a terrible place, is a pub with no beer

Then the stockman rides up, with his dry dusty throat
He breasts up to the bar, pulls a wad from his coat
But the smile on has face, quickly turns to a sneer
When the barman said sadly, the pubs got no beer

Theres a dog on the v'randah, for his master he waits
But the boss is inside, drinking wine with his mates
He hurries for cover, and cringes with fear
Its no place for a dog, round a pub with no beer

Old billy the blacksmith, first time in his life
Has gone home cold sober, to his darling wife
He walks in the kitchen, she says your early my dear
But he breaks down and tells her, the pubs got no beer

Chorus

Oh, I see. Dys is just showing off his broad knowledge of all things related to music. I understand his need.

Doglover, LOL. He's really a softie.

Nina Simone singing anything is fine with me, but Sugar in My Bowl is one of my favorites.....

Nina simone

I want a little sugar
In my bowl
I want a little sweetness
Down in my soul
I could stand some lovin'
Oh so bad
Feel so lonely and i feel so sad

I want a little steam
On my clothes
Maybe i could fix things up
So they'll go
Whatsa matter daddy
Come on, save my soul
Drop a little sugar in my bowl
I ain't foolin'
Drop a little sugar in my bowl

Well i want a little sugar
In my bowl
Well i want a little sweetness
Down in my soul
You been acting strangely
I've been told
Move me daddy
I want some sugar in my bowl
I want a little steam
On my clothes
Maybe i can fix things up so they'll go
Whatsa matter daddy
Come on save my soul
Drop a little sugar in my bowl
I ain't foolin'
Drop some sugar- yeah- in my bowl.

Diane, I'm like Dys that way. DL, no disrespect. By the way, check out JJ...he's one of the coolest American songwriters.
Wilso, is that an Aussie pub song?

I've always liked this one: Old Time Rock N Roll-Bob Seeger.

Vh1 had a show on the
Top 33 bar songs

Yep.

squids rock
best bar song ever is rubberband shooter gun by the squids!

If you all ever hang out in dives you've surely heard people singing along to this little gem from David Allen Coe:

It was all that I could do to keep from cryin'
Sometimes it seems so useless to remain
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
You don't have to call me Merle Haggard, anymore.
Even though your on my fightin' side.

CHORUS
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain.
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
I've seen it on signs where I've laid
But the only time I know, I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgement day.

CHORUS...

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
and he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him back a letter and told him it was NOT the perfect
country and western song because he hadn't said anything about
Momma, or trains, or trucks, or prison, or gettin' drunk.
Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent
it to me and after reading it, I realized that my friend had written
the perfect country and western song. And I felt obliged to include it
on this album. The last verse goes like this here:

Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta prison.
And I went to pick her up in the rain.
But, before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got runned over by a damned old train.

CHORUS:

So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain. No,
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name.

I'm not a big fan of country, but I also like Coe's:
Long haired red neck
If that ain't country
The ride
And few others