Wino Lyrics

	作词 : Parton, Wagoner
	The clatter of the garbage cans in the dark and lonely alley
	Searching for a bottle with a drop or two of wine
	The wino makes his rounds from garbage cans to gutter
	Running like a wild man to every bottle that he finds
	The wine makes him happy for a little while but this world of fantasy don't last long
	Then his frail lonely body seeks refuge but he's lost in a world of his own
	What would cause a man to give up everything life has to offer
	And end up with no family no home no nothing
	Sleeping on the ground in some fifty alley
	Holding tight in his hand an empty wine bottle
	In his eyes a look of sadness as though he's just seen the gates of hell
	Could it be that he's loved and lost or could it be that he was lost and unloved
	Whatever it might be it's a pitiful sight to see a man knows only as a wino

	zuo ci : Parton, Wagoner
	The clatter of the garbage cans in the dark and lonely alley
	Searching for a bottle with a drop or two of wine
	The wino makes his rounds from garbage cans to gutter
	Running like a wild man to every bottle that he finds
	The wine makes him happy for a little while but this world of fantasy don' t last long
	Then his frail lonely body seeks refuge but he' s lost in a world of his own
	What would cause a man to give up everything life has to offer
	And end up with no family no home no nothing
	Sleeping on the ground in some fifty alley
	Holding tight in his hand an empty wine bottle
	In his eyes a look of sadness as though he' s just seen the gates of hell
	Could it be that he' s loved and lost or could it be that he was lost and unloved
	Whatever it might be it' s a pitiful sight to see a man knows only as a wino

	zuò cí : Parton, Wagoner
	The clatter of the garbage cans in the dark and lonely alley
	Searching for a bottle with a drop or two of wine
	The wino makes his rounds from garbage cans to gutter
	Running like a wild man to every bottle that he finds
	The wine makes him happy for a little while but this world of fantasy don' t last long
	Then his frail lonely body seeks refuge but he' s lost in a world of his own
	What would cause a man to give up everything life has to offer
	And end up with no family no home no nothing
	Sleeping on the ground in some fifty alley
	Holding tight in his hand an empty wine bottle
	In his eyes a look of sadness as though he' s just seen the gates of hell
	Could it be that he' s loved and lost or could it be that he was lost and unloved
	Whatever it might be it' s a pitiful sight to see a man knows only as a wino

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