Harbour Checkers #2

[Verse 1] In the little bar By the harbour wall People nip their ale Slow Small talk Checkerboard clacks Black on red Old men lean On what they said [Chorus] Easy going Let the tide run past Nothing here Was ever meant to last Dart board freckled With a thousand throws Harbour checkers Until the last call goes [Verse 2] Barkeep’s washing glasses Rubbing ’em till they shine Watching every story Soak in brine One more sip One more joke Steam on the window From the fried-oak smoke [Chorus]