Don't really know what day it is, scarcely know who I 
am, 
Been up up all night drinking beer and that red wine, 
Trying to forget the things I don't recall now.
And the mirror on my wall, confirms the way I feel
As I pour myself another drink or two, 
So let's drink a toast, to the one that we love most, 
As the sun rises over Isa.

Over Isa, my old Isa, girl you've got a charm of your 
own, 
Isa, my old Isa, oh girl you make a man feel well at 
home.

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was young, 
Looking for someone who would hold me and protect me, 
As I made lots of money to retire on.
that's when I found you, you crazy town, 
You lured me and I had to make you mine. 
I pray to God tomorrow a little better than today, 
As the sun rises over Isa.

Over Isa, my old Isa, girl you've got a charm of your 
own, 
Isa, my old Isa, girl you make a man feel well at home.


Isa, my old Isa, oh girl you make a man feel well at 
home.

Oh girl you make a man feel well at home.