Black Bear Inn

Well I was down in a town called Watervliet With a restless mind and restless feet I thought hey, why not myself I treat To a beer and a good time Took me a while and my lady said no But I said darling, I have to go And see what kind of music they have to show For around these parts I believe it was called the Black Bear Inn On a pianny and bass a black man was playing I found my way from the outside in To have a listen I looked around and felt sheepish and odd Cause I saw a chick there with shoulders broad Curly hair and smiling like a Jack o' lantern, or at least I thought I sawed her I went up to the mic and I played my set There was nobody and nothing for me to regret A dude said a nice word and that was that I left thinking what a strange little place Though I found it kinda pretty despite its lack of grace And I still find myself thinking of that stranger's face from time to time And the strangest part you know is that every year Right around the time my birthday gets near I see someone looks just like that appear Like clockwork Doesn't matter where because she's smiling wide I couldn't avoid her even if I tried Tells me "Happy Birthday" and runs and hides Before I can get my senses Happy birthday Happy birthday Happy birthday every year Happy birthday Happy birthday Until the day you die Happy birthday Happy birthday Happy birthday every year Happy birthday Happy birthday Until the day you die