You were cryin' in your pretzels when I met you
You were washing
all the salt away from the dough
You were cryin'
in your pretzels
and I'll never forget you
But baby, just why, I'll ever know

Cryin' in your pretzels
Cryin' in your beer
Cryin' on the table
That's where I found you dear

 (Yes, my sweet I came into that bar
 (it was in Mississippi
 (There you were, sitting in the corner
 (Crying in your pretzels
 (You'd already sogged up
 (A whole plate of potato chips
 (But the management didn't mind
 (Because you were a regular customer

 (And I saw you sittin' there and I said
 ("That person needs a friend,
 (And I'm gonna be a friend
 (Ain't nobody deserves to cry in his pretzels
 (All night and wash away the salt."
 (So I kinda sided up to you and I said,
 ("What can I do for you? How can I help you?
 (What can I do to ease the pain?"

Well, you were cryin' in your pretzels
Oh, you were cryin' in your beer
Yes, that was the night I meet you
And I'll always hold you near