Il testo della Bottle of gin

I recall her hair in the wind and all those conversations all the dreams we had back then they slipped away from my hands could have gone a long way conquer the world in a day but now im numb to all feelings and my life has no meaning
Should've listened back then to all the words she said but i set out with my only friend my good old bottle of gin
Well i think of her sometimes when im sober shes in my mind hell thats why i drink all day to keep those memories at bay now many years have gone and im here all alone except for my only friend my good old bottle of gin
Should've listened back then to all the words she said but i set out with my only friend my good old bottle of gin
My good old bottle of gin my good old bottle of gin my good old no good sober you crack pot ive got no cash bottle of gin.