After the horses had been put to sleep Did you lie in bed Try not to weep After the cancer came And left you with no more teeth to chew and too much debt?
After your rosary was worn to dust From unanswered prayers and broken trust After the storm had draped the street In snow confined to bed Did you just let go of her?
To hear a joke Maybe on last time A simple card trick We could bet a dime
After the funeral she drank Alone hoping that your ghost would leave here alone
To hear a joke Maybe one last time A simple card trick We could bet a dime
You can't drink away a memory Still I know your blood's too thick in me
To hear a joke Maybe on last time A simple card trick We could bet a dime
You can't drink away a memory Still I know, your blood's too thick in me
After he cinched that cord around his neck I hope he found you You could cut a deck of cardsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
