C                               F      C
Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play
                             G7
For my heart is so cold with pain
         C                           F        C
Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine
            G7       C
And fill my glass up again

        F                         C
Fill my glass to the brim till it flows over the rim
                                     G7
Like the tears flow in this heart of mine
         C                  F              C
And I'll say so long to the dreams that are gone
                  G7       C
On account of the warm red wine

                           F         C
A prison of stone with its cold iron bars
                         G7
Is no more a prison than mine
      C                         F     C
I'm a prisoner of drink and can never es-cape
                       G7       C
From the chains of the warm red wine