(Hicks / Lynch)

Sipping at the wine 

I'm drinking all the time

I'm drinking kinda slow 

And I'm hoping it won't go 

See when I get dry 

I just sit and cry over my baby 

Seems that in the past

It was gonna last 

Somewhere it went wrong 

All the good times gone 

But I don't know why 

So I sit and cry over my baby 



Well, now, yeah I thought that, I thought that 

If we could take it, we'd love each other so much 

We'd be sure to make it 

But oh baby oh my baby 

Look what we've got 

There's nothing at all 



Thinking of the bad times 

Stretched out on my bed 

Images of you, girl 

Running through my head 

Wish that I could die 

So I lay and cry over my baby 



verse 1 



chorus 



Look what we've got There's nothing at all