Pour me a drink
Light me a cigarette
Help me forget
The things that i've done
Pour me a drink
And pour me another one
To keep out this cold wind
That blows through my soul
Look at my life
Here in these photographs
Look at these faces
What a story they tell
There was a time
When i knew how to laugh
I drink to forget
But i remember it well
Pour me a drink
Light me a ciggarette
Help me forget
The things that i've done
Pour me a drink
And pour me another one
To keep out this cold wind
That blows through my soul
So many promises
So many daydreams and plans
So many chances
That i let slip through my hands
Ohhhhhhhhhhh
Pour me a drink
Light me a cigarette
Help me forget
The things that i've done
Pour me a drink
And pour me another one
To keep out the cold wind
That blows through my soul
Keep out this cold wind
That blows through my soul
Hmmmmmmmmmm
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