Warm Red Wine Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

WARM RED WINE 

(Cindy Walker) 

'49 Unichappell Music 

Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play for my heart is so cold with pain 

Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine and fill my glass up again 

Fill my glass to the brim till it flows o'er the rim 

Like the tears flow in this heart of mine 

And I'll say so long to the dreams that are gone on account of the warm red wine 

A prison of stone with its cold iron bars is no more a prison than mine 

I'm a prisoner of drink and can never escape from the chains of the warm red wine 

Fill my glass to the brim...