Testo di Bitters Past

I remember too many drinking songs When I broke the bottle the drink was all gone It's a curse or worse the wine stained letters at the bottom of your purse That say, "I miss hanging with you" "I miss laying with you" I don't want to grow old drinking But I want to grow old drinking with you I know too many drinking songs When I broke the bottle the songs were all gone I'm uphill until I crack my skull on the wagon wheel But still I miss driving to you I miss riding with you I don't want to grow old drinking But I want to grow old drinking with you You bring the bottle, I'll bring the glass We'll scrape the bottom and swallow the bitters past I don't want to grow old just drinking I could grow old drinking with you I remember too many drinking songs When I broke the bottle drink songs they'd both gone It's a curse or worse the wine stained letters at the bottom of your purse That say, "I miss hanging with you" "I miss laying with you" I don't want to grow old drinking But I want to grow old drinking with you You bring the bottle, I'll bring the glass We'll scrape the bottom And swallow the bitters past I don't want to grow old drinking But I want to grow old drinking with you I don't want to grow old always drinking I could grow old drinking with you Drinking with you Drinking with you Drinking with you Drinking with you