Half empty bottles
Staring at cracked picture frames
"Hmm...what have I done?"
It does not even look good...
...but, it sure do feels lovely
And let me the canakin clink, clink;
And let me the canakin clink
A soldier's a man;
A life's but a span;
Why, then, let a soldier drink.
Half empty bottles
Staring at cracked picture frames
"Hmm...what have I done?"
It does not even look good...
...but, it sure do feels lovely
And let me the canakin clink, clink;
And let me the canakin clink
A soldier's a man;
A life's but a span;
Why, then, let a soldier drink.