Текст: Nanci Griffith. The Loving Kind. Pour Me A Drink.

Pour me a drink, light me a cigarette
Help me forget the things that I've done
Pour me a drink then pour me another one
To keep out this cold wind that blows through my soul

Look at my life here in these photographs
Look at these faces, what a story they tell
There was a time when I knew how to laugh
I'd drink to forget but I remember it well

Pour me a drink, light me a cigarette
Help me forget the things that I've done
Pour me a drink then pour me another one
To keep out this cold wind that blows through my soul

So many promises, so many daydreams and plans
So many chances that I let slip through my hands

Pour me a drink, light me a cigarette
Help me forget the things that I've done
Pour me a drink then pour me another one
Keep out this cold wind that blows through my soul