Put some money in the jukebox and let it play. For my heart is cold with its pain. Take the cork from the bottle of a warm red wine. And fill my glass up, again.
Take me in your arms and hold me. Like I've been holding you in my heart. Take me in your arms and tell me. That you've missed me since we've been apart.
(Troubadour troubadour troubadour). The troubadour the troubadour sings from his heart. The song that's the hit of the show. Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright spotlight's glow.
Take me in your arms and hold me. Like I've been holding you in my heart. Take me in your arms and tell me. That you've missed me since we've been apart.
Set up two glasses, Joe. And turn the jukebox low. And let me sit and reminisce. While I pretend that she. . Is sittin' here with me. The way she did not long ago.
Take me in your arms and hold me. Like I've been holding you in my heart. Take me in your arms and tell me. That you've missed me since we've been apart.
Oh, the gold rush is over so honey bye bye. Stake out your claim now on some other guy. I've wined you and dined you till my money is gone. But the gold rush is over and the bum's rush is on.