Buddy can you spare a dime For a little glass of wine Buddy don't you pity me Just one drink then I'll be In a world all my own The only place I call home Where no hurt can get to me And no one but me can see
Pretty flowers dance and sing Laughter is a common thing Where no hate has ever been 'Cause I won't let it in By the warm purple flame Every little grape calls my name As it climbs on the fire And makes the fire burn higher
Higher than it's ever been Time and space mean nothing then I fall about a mile or two So pardon me if I ask you Buddy can you spare a dime For a little glass of wineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
