[Him and the boys at work went out afterwards to this place called the Copper Coin. The old wood and brick walls made it feel like home. He found himself down at the Coin more that he would have liked. Staying later and later with each visit, even after the boys would go home to their girls. That’s all he wanted, a pretty girl [bad word] home to. familiar face that wouldn’t leave. And one night she was just sitting there, alone and unaware. He had never seen a prettier thing in his life. That was that, he had made up his mind. After a few drinks they walked home, and that’s the way it was for years.]

The way she looked at you, tears streaming down her face
You felt the [bad word] of her dress as she walked away
And that’s all that it took, sat down to buy her a drink
An empty or a half full glass, it all goes down the same
And that’s the way that it’s been
Years later she took your name
Hopeful and now unafraid
Your gut sinks each time you see her

Another night at the Copper Coin 
Another night, another night

And that’s all that it took, sat down to buy her a drink
An empty or a half full glass, it all goes down the same
And that’s the way that it’s been
Years later she took your name
Hopeful and now unafraid
Your gut sinks each time you see her

Tell me about the old days
Another night at the Copper Coin
Tell me about the old days
Put the sun into the sea

‘Cause there ain’t nothing like your smile, your legs and those eyes
Tell me about the old days 
‘Cause there ain’t nothing like your smile, your legs and those eyes
And I will beg and steal and borrow to keep you safe your whole life