These Cold Fingers

[Verse 1]

Gina left town with the first snow of the year

He drove her to the airport in his Ford

And he tried to propose as he ordered one more beer

But the P.A. drowned his words, and it was time for her to board

[Verse 2]

So he walked her to the gate, he took his hat off as he kissed her

He needed one more drink to take the chill out of his soul

He said a quick goodbye then spent two hours in the bar

Finally paid his tab and kept a dollar for the toll

[Chorus]

Everything slips through these cold fingers

Like trying to hold water, trying to hold sand

Close your eyes and make a wish and listen to the singer

One more round, bartender, pour a double if you can

[Verse 3]

It's 4 o'clock and the sun's gone down the drain

It's still late winter, but they say it's early spring

Louis reads the gas pumps, Rossi counts the oils

But me I'm done, so punch the clock and see you in the morning

[Verse 4]

There's nothing back at home that ain't gone greasy from the stove

I never laughed so hard as when that typewriter broke

Think I'll stop along the river road for a half pint and some beer

When everything would be okay if those old dreams would disappear

[Chorus]

Everything slips through these cold fingers

Like trying to hold water, trying to hold sand

Close your eyes and make a wish and listen to the singer

One more round, bartender, pour a double if you can

[Verse 5]

The dog can't move no more, surprised he made it 'til the spring

His pain won't go away and the pills don't do a thing

You've known that old hound longer than you've known any of your friends

And no matter how you let him down, he'd always take you back again

[Verse 6]

So it's one tall glass of whiskey, one last drink for old time's sake

The dog just lays in bed and watches every move you make

Wrap him in his blanket, hold him once more close to you

Lead him out behind the barn with a borrowed .22

[Chorus]

Everything slips through these cold fingers

Like trying to hold water, trying to hold sand

Close your eyes and make a wish and listen to the singer

One more round, bartender, pour a double if you can