* A Steel Guitar And A Glass of Wine *
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Just give me a steel guitar, a glass of wine
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And let me drink to a love I thought was mine
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A love I thought was true to me
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But now I'm drinkin' to her memory, yea
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A steel guitar and a glass of wine
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While my tears they glisten and the candles shine
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Oh, candle-glow, oh candle bright
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Tell me who she holds tonight
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And bring me wine
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And make the music mine
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Play another set
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So that I'll forget
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Mm, bring me a steel guitar and a glass of wine
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And let me toast her just one more time
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Oh, candle-glow, before you dim
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Tell her what a fool she's been
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And bring me wine
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Make the music mine
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Play another set
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So that I'll forget
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And bring me a steel guitar and a glass of wine
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And let me toast her just one more time
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Oh, candle-glow, before you dim
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Tell her what a fool she's been
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And one more thing before I go
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Here's a secret, I still love her so
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And one more thing before I go
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Here's a secret, I still love her so
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And one more thing before I go
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Here's a secret, I still love her so
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And one more thing before I go
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Here's a secret, I still love her so
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A Steel Guitar And A Glass Of Wine
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| Paul Anka |
