The days of wine and roes
The days of wine and ro-es-
Laugh and run a-way-
Like a hild at play-
Through the mea-dow land t-ward a col-sing door.
A doormarked Never-more
That was-n't there be-fore
The lone-ly night dis-clo-ses
Just a pass-ing breeze-
Filled with mem-o-ries- of the gol-den smile that in-tro-duced me to-
The days of wine and rose-es and tou-
The days of wine and ro-es-
Laugh and run a-way-
Like a hild at play-
Through the mea-dow land t-ward a col-sing door.
A doormarked Never-more
That was-n't there be-fore
The lone-ly night dis-clo-ses
Just a pass-ing breeze-
Filled with mem-o-ries- of the gol-den smile that in-tro-duced me to-
The days of wine and rose-es and tou-