paroles de chanson The Wine of Lebanon - Cass McCombs
What's
left
when
fortune
fair
returns
a
thief?
Providence
is
too
brief
What's
left
to
grieve?
Currency,
the
bitter
end
After
the
flood,
what
remains?
The
wine
of
Lebanon
The
wine
of
Lebanon
What's
left
when
harvest
tugs
upon
her
yoke?
Cruel
garters
around
her,
choke
What's
left
to
hope?
Strap
me
down
into
your
chair
Whip
me
till
I
beg
for
air
The
wine
of
Lebanon
The
wine
of
Lebanon
What's
left
of
decadence
after
a
year?
Pulling
them
from
ear
to
ear
What
holds
a
man?
A
lottery
of
emptiness
What
is
left?
What
is
right?
The
wine
of
Lebanon
You
offered
me
The
wine
of
Lebanon
Flowing
free
The
wine
of
Lebanon
So
red
and
true
The
wine
of
Lebanon
What
can
I
offer
you?
What
can
I
offer
you?
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