歌词
Empty bottles fill the shelves
His life's in ruin, he once had wealth
She left him cold, he cried
His heart inside him died
But bottles cure the pain forever
His clothes in rags, his head is piled high
His pride is gone, he cries out loud
His friends don't know him now
He was rich but not so now
But bottles cure the pain forever
His mansion now just lies in ruin
He couldn't care what's happened to him, yeah
Begging pennies from the crowd
They laugh at him out loud
But bottles cure the pain forever
Written by: John Knight, William Campbell