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