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• Artiste: Tom Flannery
• Titre: Half Bottle Of Wine
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For the first time in my life I don't want to go home maybe tomorrow for the reuniting tonight I want to be alone the water is receding you can see the stains on the wall thank god the summer's over beaten back by the fall Some are filling up the churches others filling up the bars some escaping on greyhound buses others in rental cars to Phoenix Arizona or Philadelphia PA man they can't wait to get there but they won't want to stay chorus: so batten down the hatches the world has gone away and all that you got left are bills that you can't pay and waterlogged photographs some still clinging to that twine tomorrow you're welcome to share my last half bottle of wine A smile turns to a grimace when a welcome is worn down just how much room is there in these quiet little towns? with the white picket fences and zoned to ease the mind of those who hide behind the wall that others left behind chorus the label got washed away so I'm not sure of the year but when you can't drink the water you better not drink the beer chorus What happens when you've lost things you never knew you had and you come home to a frontyard filled with graveyard slabs Aaron sings what Randy wrote 'about clear down to Plaquemine well...we're down to 6 feet of water and my last half bottle of wine chorus