Paroles: Lefty Frizzel. I Buy The Wine.

Her hands are burned
From the torch that she carries
Her closets are full of old dreams
She can't wear

I sit beside her
But it's you on her mind
It's a party you're giving
But I buy the wine

She'll dance with me
But it's you that she's holdin'
And she does her best
To hide it from me

But I've always known
She can leave me behind
She brings the memories
And I buy the wine

I buy the wine
That makes her unwind
Makes her forget
About you

Then in the darkness
With our bodies entwined
She cries out a name
But Lord it's not mine

I buy the wine
That makes her unwind
Makes her forget
About you

Then in the darkness
With our bodies entwined