Babe you got me up a tree a way out on a limb You told me lies you let me on then turned me down for him You took my heart tore it all apart and then threw it away And now that it's all over babe here's all I can say
Oh take my glass fill it up fill it to the brim If I can't drown my troubles babe I'll teach 'em how to swim If I can't teach 'em how to swim I'll teach 'em how to float So please just pass one more glass to please my dusty throat
Grandpa's swallowed his first drink when he was only eight The doctor warned him then and there to stop before it was too late But grandpa was a real strong man he wouldn't heed the plea Now he's done drink hisself to death he died at ninety-three
So since my grandpa lived so long I want to be like him If I can't drown my troubles babe I'll teach 'em how to swim So here I sit in this old bar my future's looking dim If I can't drown my troubles babe I'll teach 'em how to swim Oh take my glass fill it up...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
