Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Bartender..

If I go, before I'm old, brother of mine please don't forget me if I go.
Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground
And if I die, before my time, sweet sister of mine, Please don't regret me if I die..
Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground..
I'm on bended knees, I pray.. Bartender, please
When I was young, I didn't think about it now I can't get it out of my mind
I'm on bended knees, Bartender please..
If all this gold, should steal my soul away, sweet mother of mine, please redirect me if this gold..
Bartender, you see
The wine that's drinking me
came from the vine that strung Judas from the Devil's tree
His roots deep, deep in the ground..


I'm on bended knees, Bartender, please..

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