Empty bottles fill the shelf His life's in ruin, he once had wealth She left him, cold; he cried His heart inside him died But, bottles cure the pain forever
His clothes in rags His head is bowed His pride has gone He cries out loud His friends don't know him now He was rich but not so now But, bottles cure the pain forever
His mansion now just lies in ruins She couldn't care what happened to him Begging pennies from the crowd They laugh at him out loud But, bottles cure the pain foreverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.