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In blues
I thought I could drain
All the sorrows of mine
with a glass of wine
But it gave me a lot of pain
Just like being prickled by pine
I just want to be fine
Without any sad sign
At a garden of grapevine...
All the sorrows of mine
with a glass of wine
But it gave me a lot of pain
Just like being prickled by pine
I just want to be fine
Without any sad sign
At a garden of grapevine...
