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Little glass of wine, a good thing you are here
You're warm on my lips, warm as a tear
A comfort to the fool who's restless in his mind
The lover's trusty potion, little glass of wine
Little glass of wine, you're oil on my flame
Shy of the sunlight, hiding your shame
Many, many tears, the number is sublime
Shall stain a woman's bosom for a little glass of
wine
As soon as you learn that you don't live forever
You'll grow fond of the fruit of the vine
So here is to you, and here is to me
And here is to the ones we've left behind.
Little glass of wine sure makes the party gay,
It will seal a lover's bargain, it will chase the
blues away.
So if you're feeling low, and you want to rest your
mind,
Just run and fetch another little glass of wine.
Just run and fetch another little glass of wine. |
