An urban light hit's a bartender's smile

'Cause it's closin' time again

Last call rang out such a long time ago

In the heart of Julie Anne

Now she waits inside this midnight glow

To steal her dance of grace

White satin gloves on her hands these days

To cover the dancer's age

The wintertime's so sweet

Even wino's have their needs

They pretend that she is younger

When they are lonely

The bar room floor's her home

When the light's are low they'll call for more

How it hurt's to hear them say she is only

Old Julie Anne

Men don't fear the well's of time

For the years will bring them something

Something

While the women count their wrinkles

And the children in their homes

But if I'm blinded here tomorrow

I am blessed in the beauty of chance

To remember the hands of a bird in flight

In the dance of Julie Anne

The wintertime's so sweet

Even wino's have their needs

They pretend that she is younger

When they are lonely

The bar room floor's her home

When the light's are low they'll call for more

How it hurt's to hear them say she is only

Old Julie Anne

Oh Julie Anne

Don't go to sleep

Just pick your heart up off that wino's knee

And let the whiskey be your lover

Who makes the winter sweet

And warms a dancer's feet