Red Red Wine

Red, red wine, go to my head,
make me forget that I still need her so.
Red, red wine, it’s up to you.
All I can do, I’ve done;
but mem’ries won’t go.
No, mem’ries won’t go.

I’d have thought that with time
thoughts of her would leave my head.
I was wrong, and I find just one thing makes me forget.

Red, red wine, stay close to me.
Don’t let me be alone;
it’s tearing a part my blue, blue heart.

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