The Warm Red Wine

[Verse]

Put some money in the jukebox

And let it play

For my heart is cold with its 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 while I'll say so long

To the dreams that are gone

On account of the warm red wine

Oh, the prison of stone

With its cold iron bars

Is no more a prison than mine

I'm a prisoner of drink

Who will never escape

From the chains of the warm red wine

Oh, the wine is red

So warm and red

Like the ribbon

It sparkles and shines

But I paid for the wine

That one red wine

With all of my hopes

And dreams