Lyrics

Bless this wine and curse your load It gets dark on that stretch of road Stay awhile, come on in from the cold Raise your cup and kiss the beast Join me now in a poor man's feast Stick around, we'll spend a little traitor's gold Pour a shot of sympathy We ain't exactly strangers We might tell it differently But the story never changes Lift your eyes don't hide your face Ain't no crime to fall from grace Take your time don't shiver out in the rain (J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)