Testo The bottle's gone Benjamin Tod

The bottle's gone

It's the same old song, it's eight generations long
It's in you and it's in me, the bloody urge to kill a king
It's a heavy debt weighing on your family crest
We got by and brother died, and Daddy drank and Momma cried

And pull it out, take it in
Fill a dram for my kin
It's the Cardinal Curse from across the pond
Now the bottle's gone

And it's a steep decline way down in the mine
Granddad's eyes are lightning white, and coal done stole his ivory hide
And if I hold on tight, I might make it through this life
Water's quiet and whiskey screams, it's a bad time for living clean

Pull it out, take it in, fill a dram for my kin
It's the Cardinal Curse from across the pond
Now the bottle's gone

And pull it out, take it in
Fill a dram for my kin
It's the Cardinal Curse from across the pond
Now the bottle's gone
Now the bottle's gone