The name of each saloon is bar; the most fitting name by far
  A bar to heaven, a door to hell; whoever named it, named it well
   
  A bar to amenities and wealth; a door to want and broken health
  A bar to honor, pride, and fame; a door to grief, sin and shame
   
  A bar to hope a bar to prayer; a door to darkness and despair
  A bar to honor and useful life; a door to brawling and sinful strife
   
  A bar to all that's true and brave; a door to every drunkards grave
  A bar to joy to home impart; a door to tears and aching heart
   
  A bar to worthy human use; a door to other drugs of abuse
  A bar to heaven, a door to hell; He who named it, named it well
   
  The Saloon is sometimes called a Bar,
  A Bar to heaven, a door to hell
  Whoever named it, named it well...
   
  A Bar to manliness and wealth
  A door to want and broken health
   
  A Bar to honor, pride, and fame
  A door to grief and sin and shame
   
  A Bar to hope, a Bar to prayer
  A door to darkness and despair
   
  A Bar to honored useful life
  A door to brawling, senseless strife
   
  A Bar to all that's true and brave
  A door to every drunkard's grave
   
  A Bar to joys that home imparts
  A door to tears and aching hearts
   
  A Bar to heaven, a door to hell
  Whoever named it, named it well!
  written by a lifer in Joliet Prison