These Cold Fingers Songtext
von Mark Erelli
These Cold Fingers Songtext
Gina left town with the first snow of the year
He drove her to the airport in his Ford
And he tried to propose as he ordered one more beer
But the PA drowned his words and it was time for her to board
So he walked her to the gate
He took his hat off as he kissed her
He needed one more drink to take the chill out of his soul
He said a quick goodbye and spent two hours in the bar
He finally paid his tab and kept a dollar for the toll
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
It′s four o'clock and the sun′s gone down the drain
It's still late winter but they say it's early spring
Louis reads the gas pumps
Rossie counts the oils
But me, I′m done so punch the clock and it′s see you in the morning
There's nothing back at home that ain′t darn greasy from the stove
I never laughed so hard as when that old typewriter broke
I think I'll stop along the river road for a half pint and some beer
And everything would be okay if those old dreams would disappear
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
The dog can′t move no more
Surprised he made it to the spring
His pain won't go away
And the pills don′t do a thing
You've known that old hound long
Than you've known any of your friends
And no matter how you let him down
He′ll always take you back again
So it′s one tall glass of whiskey
One last drink for old times sake
The dog just lays in bed and watches every move you make
Wrap him in his blanket
Hold him once more close to you
Lead him out behind the barn with a borrowed .22
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
He drove her to the airport in his Ford
And he tried to propose as he ordered one more beer
But the PA drowned his words and it was time for her to board
So he walked her to the gate
He took his hat off as he kissed her
He needed one more drink to take the chill out of his soul
He said a quick goodbye and spent two hours in the bar
He finally paid his tab and kept a dollar for the toll
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
It′s four o'clock and the sun′s gone down the drain
It's still late winter but they say it's early spring
Louis reads the gas pumps
Rossie counts the oils
But me, I′m done so punch the clock and it′s see you in the morning
There's nothing back at home that ain′t darn greasy from the stove
I never laughed so hard as when that old typewriter broke
I think I'll stop along the river road for a half pint and some beer
And everything would be okay if those old dreams would disappear
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
The dog can′t move no more
Surprised he made it to the spring
His pain won't go away
And the pills don′t do a thing
You've known that old hound long
Than you've known any of your friends
And no matter how you let him down
He′ll always take you back again
So it′s one tall glass of whiskey
One last drink for old times sake
The dog just lays in bed and watches every move you make
Wrap him in his blanket
Hold him once more close to you
Lead him out behind the barn with a borrowed .22
Everything slips through these cold fingers
Like trying to hold water
Like trying to hold sand
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
Close your eyes and make a wish
And listen to the singer
One more round bartender
Pour a double if you can
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