At the place we knew back when
The drinks would flow while the fans would spin
Crimson showers sinking in, through your stained glass eyes

It almost never seemed quite fair
Almost like we weren't even there
For more than two smokes and a round
Before the final call would sound

So drink 'em up and hold me close
Don't give up on what you know
There's seven dollars in my coat
So don't you worry anymore

Old Man Floyd he can't help the temptation
To think of the red headed girl on the bus
He met at the government station
Before the war let up
she chased his conscience with her smile
Chased his past away for awhile
But it caught up with him in time
To chase away his sweet old mind

So drink 'em up and hold me near
Don't put much into what you hear
There's seven dollars in my coat
So don't you worry anymore

Does it make you sad to sit at home
Looking out on the concrete growing
Through your stained glass eyes out your window every morning

You know there's nothing wrong with that
We all need a place to be when the world
Is looking back at us before it shakes the trees

If I don't leave here too soon
I might not wake up 'til noon
And if I don't wake up at all
Tell the boys I had a ball

Drinking up and side to side
Nothing more than a place to hide
There's seven dollars in my coat
So don't you worry anymore

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