Thin White Rope

Thin White Rope
Bartender's Rag

Wring out that bartender's rag
And let it wipe away my blues
You ain't got a lot of call to use it
And it will help me more than it will you

Wring it over ice cubes with a cherry
Red as lips that told me we were through
Limes and lemons, words that came between us
Sour as that bartender's rag brew


No one could have told me I'd be singing out the strains
Of what any man with sense would be pouring down the drain



Toegevoegd door OptimusPrime op vr 15 aug, 2003 3:55 pm

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Taal: Engels


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