Kenny Chesney’s New “Bar At the End of the World” Might Sound a Little Like “Dust On The Bottle”

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If you think the opening verse of Kenny Chesney‘s new single, “Bar At The End of the World” sounds like the classic, “Dust On The Bottle,” you’re a little bit right.

The third single from Chesney’s Cosmic HallelujahCosmic Hallelujah was written by J.T. Harding, Aimee Mayo and David Lee Murphy. You’ll recall that Murphy wrote and recorded “Dust On The Bottle” in 1995. It was his only No. 1 hit as an artist.

The tune is classic Chesney and was made for his big-time live shows. Plus, it’s beachy without being overtly beachy.

There’s a trail of smoke comin’ out of a bottle
If you look real close, you can see it right there
A little tin roof bar down a path you have to follow
From a treasure map with the edges burnt from a few too many beers

We’ll pull the ropes off the boat
We’ll throw ’em up on the dock
We’ll let the stars be our god
No we don’t need no clock

We’ll set sail
Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
It’s like nowhere else
You’ve ever been and we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world

In that old sea shell you can hear the ocean
You can hear the waves crash whisper in your ear
A little glow in the night, its the last place open
And the house drink is a beautiful thing called ‘make me disappear’

We’ll pull the ropes off the boat
We’ll throw ’em up on the dock
We’ll let the stars be our god
No we don’t need no clock

We’ll set sail
Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
It’s like nowhere else
You’ve ever been, we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world

There ain’t no empty glasses, they’re playing drift away
That’s where the magic happens, back up in that little bay

We’ll set sail
Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
It’s like nowhere else
You’ve ever been, we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world