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