text: I know an oldtimer
  Just a nickel-and-dimer
  At the bar down the Adios Lounge
  And for whiskey and smokes
  Recites poems and jokes
  But hes not just your average clown
  And hes entertaining nightly
  Down the Adios Lounge
  And he puts it politely
  But he does lay it down
  Now I lie here alone in my bed
  With these words running wild in my head
  He said...
  Dont let nobody go there for you
  Dont be satisfied with a second-hand life
  Dont let nobody stifle or bore you
  Handle your troubles or take on your strife
  Dont let nobody live your life for you
  Not your friends, not your kids, no not even your wife
  If you want to know where the rainbow ends
  Its you who´ve got to go there and find it my friend
  So Im going back down
  To the Adios Lounge
  Where theres no one to wait up for me
  I hope hes still around
  Oh, that crazy old scrounge
  To tell us how things ought to be
  He said...
  Dont let nobody go there for you
  Dont be satisfied with a second-hand life
  Dont let nobody stifle or bore you
  Handle your troubles or take on your strife
  Dont let nobody live your life for you
  Not your friends, not your kids, no not even your wife
  If you want to know where the rainbow ends
  Its you whove got to go there and find it my friend
  So I buy him more drinks
  Just to hear what he thinks
  Oh, its worth it to see him almost smile
  Its worth feeling free for a while
  At the bar down the Adios Lounge
  At the bar down the Adios Lounge
  At the bar down the Adios Lounge