Sweet Burgundy Lyrics
| Song | Sweet Burgundy |
| Artist | Tommy Bolin |
| Album | Private Eyes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bolin, Cook | |
| Winter time comes just a little too fast, | |
| Summer just flies by on it's patient wings. | |
| I'm just a fool for yesterdays, | |
| I've seen too many things in so many ways. | |
| At night I just sit in my room by the fire, | |
| Lookin' out my misty window on the street below. | |
| Too many people lookin' lost and forlorn, | |
| Vagabonds without homes and no where else to go. | |
| Pour me another glass of that sweet burgundy. | |
| Maybe that will help to ease the pain | |
| Burgundy I guess you're my only friend. | |
| Sweet Burgundy. | |
| Outside my window I see the deaf and the blind | |
| Who are pondered for a moment and then left behind. | |
| Times that I think I was all alone, | |
| I just sit back and think I havn't sold my soul. |
| zuo ci : Bolin, Cook | |
| Winter time comes just a little too fast, | |
| Summer just flies by on it' s patient wings. | |
| I' m just a fool for yesterdays, | |
| I' ve seen too many things in so many ways. | |
| At night I just sit in my room by the fire, | |
| Lookin' out my misty window on the street below. | |
| Too many people lookin' lost and forlorn, | |
| Vagabonds without homes and no where else to go. | |
| Pour me another glass of that sweet burgundy. | |
| Maybe that will help to ease the pain | |
| Burgundy I guess you' re my only friend. | |
| Sweet Burgundy. | |
| Outside my window I see the deaf and the blind | |
| Who are pondered for a moment and then left behind. | |
| Times that I think I was all alone, | |
| I just sit back and think I havn' t sold my soul. |
| zuò cí : Bolin, Cook | |
| Winter time comes just a little too fast, | |
| Summer just flies by on it' s patient wings. | |
| I' m just a fool for yesterdays, | |
| I' ve seen too many things in so many ways. | |
| At night I just sit in my room by the fire, | |
| Lookin' out my misty window on the street below. | |
| Too many people lookin' lost and forlorn, | |
| Vagabonds without homes and no where else to go. | |
| Pour me another glass of that sweet burgundy. | |
| Maybe that will help to ease the pain | |
| Burgundy I guess you' re my only friend. | |
| Sweet Burgundy. | |
| Outside my window I see the deaf and the blind | |
| Who are pondered for a moment and then left behind. | |
| Times that I think I was all alone, | |
| I just sit back and think I havn' t sold my soul. |
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