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Hank Thompson
"Warm Red Wine" lyrics

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 again

Fill my glass to the brim
Till it flows over 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 wine

A 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 wine

Fill my glass to the brim
Till it flows over 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 wine