The Saloon Is Sometimes Called A Bar

By Anonymous

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!

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