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Vocals:
Molly McCabe
Instruments:
Tanglewood 12-string guitar
Patrick Eggle electric guitar
Gibson bass guitar
Yamaha keyboards
Alesis drums |
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She
sits at the bar of the Travellers Hotel;
stares at her glass and wonders what it might foretell;
the phone stops ringing; the barman calls her name;
she doesn’t answer; this is no time for blame.
She’s drinkin’ to remember all
the things she’s lost;
the good times and the bad and just how much they cost.
She looks in the mirror on the wall behind the bar;
she doesn’t recognise the girl who could’ve gone so
far;
if only she’d listened to the friends who loved her so;
but it’s all too late now; she decides it’s time to
go.
She’s drinkin’ to remember all
the things she’s lost;
the good times and the bad and just how much they cost.
But as she drains her final glass
she knows she has to leave the past;
the future’s hers to take and mould;
she doesn’t need a hand to hold.
She walks down the street and heads straight for the train;
she knows this town will never be the same;
but that’s all behind her; a new girl steps aboard;
she’s made her mind up and she’d ready now for more.
She was drinkin’ to remember all the
things she’s lost;
the good times and the bad and just how much they cost.
She was drinkin’ to remember all the
things she’s lost;
the good times and the bad and just how much they cost.
(©2001
Stewart Bowman)
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