Warm Red Wine

Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play

For my heart is so cold with pain

Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine

And fill my glass up againFill my glass to the brim till it flows o'er the rim

Like the tears flow in this heart of mine

And I'll say so long to the dreams that are gone

On account of the warm red wineA prison of stone with its cold iron bars

Is no more a prison than mine

I'm a prisoner of drink and can never escape

From the chains of the warm red wineFill my glass to the brim

Songwriters

Cindy WalkerPublished by

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