I stood behing that bar till closing time

I served cold beer, warm whiskey, and Rotgut Wine

Now I'm up here on the stage

Everybody knows my name

And I can't believe how long they wait

In my autograph line

[Chorus]

Not bad for a bartender or an eighth grade education

pretty good for a backwoods girl

who had to make it on her own

I'm on the stool side of the bar these days

Buying everyone a round

Ain't it funny how the tables turn

Not bad for a bartender

Swingin' doors and cleanin' floors is all I'd ever known

Out of nowhere somehow i gound my yello brick road

So when you're broke and paying dues

Look at me I'm living proof

And if there's hope for me

Know there's hope for you.

[Repeat Chorus]

I'm on the stool side of the bars these days

Buying everyone a round

Ain't it funny how the tables turn

Not bad for a bartender

Ain't it funny how the tables turn

Not bad for a bartender