On The Back Row

Here I sit on the back row in a church down the street Not far from the place where we used to meet And it's finally getting through to me, you found the one you love I'll go back to the place I keep thinking of It's not a fancy place, just a tavern in the lonely part of town Where lonely people find someone and hope to settle down But fate dealt me a blow, that I can't understand And here I sit on the back row while you wed another man You'd never dreamed after many years, I may still be waiting there With just a bottle and two gla*ses right next to your favorite chair But who knows you might have left him, he might even do you wrong There I sit in a tavern waitin' for you all alone It's not a fancy place