O
ld Miss Virgy te
nded bar at this sh
ack out i
n the hil
ls
It never made her any mo
ney boys but p
aid of all her bi
lls
Now s
he must have been 80 years old but her he
art was warm
And her b
eer was cold
She ga
ve away more than she e
ver sold
Smi
ling a
ll the t
ime
I
used to sing off i
n the corner ev
ery Fr
iday ni
ght
To a loud crowd of cow
boys, b
ikers and bar room fi
ghts
They were dri
nking beer, carrying on, not a o
ne of them listening to o
ne of my songs
But o
ld Miss Virgy s
ang along
She said she kn
ew ’em a
ll by he
art
And t
hen one night after clo
sing she pou
red me an
other b
eer
She said “Come on over and sit d
own you little shit
I got som
ething you need to h
ear”
She said “L
ife ain’t easy getting through ever
ybody’s gonna make things to
ugh on you
But I can t
ell you right now if you d
ig what you do, they will ne
ver g
et you do
wn”
She said li
fe’s too short to wo
rry
L
ife’s too lo
ng to w
ait
T
oo short not to lo
ve everybody
L
ife’s too long to h
ate
I meet a l
ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Try
ing to save a nickel maybe m
ake a dime
N
ot me,
no sireee,
I ain’t g
ot the t
ime
Now
I ain’t seen Ol’ Vi
rgy in m
ust have been ab
out ten yea
rs
I’ve been bumming aro
und this country singing my so
ngs for tips and be
ers
Now the ni
ghts are long
The driving’s tough
Ho
tels stink, and the
pay sucks
But
I can’t dig what I
do enough, so it ne
ver g
ets be do
wn
I say li
fe’s too short to wo
rry
L
ife’s too lo
ng to w
ait
Too short not to lo
ve everybody
L
ife’s too long to h
ate
I meet a l
ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Tr
ying to save a nickel maybe m
ake a dime
N
ot me, n
o sireee,
I ain’t g
ot the t
ime
