Gina left town with the first snow of the year He drove her to the airport in his Ford He tried to propose as he ordered one more beer The P.A. drowned his words and it was time for her to board 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 good-bye, then spent two hours in the bar Finally paid his tab and kept a dollar for the toll 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 It's four O'clock and the sun's gone down the drain It's still late Winter, but they say it's early Spring Lewis reads the gas-pumps, Rossi counts the oils But me, I'm done, so punch the clock and "See you in the morning" There's nothing back at home that ain't gone greasy from the stove I never laughed so hard as when that old typewriter broke Think I'll stop along the River Road for a half-pint and some beer Well, everything would be okay if those old dreams would disappear 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 The dog can't move no more, surprised he made it till 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'll always take you back again So it's one tall glass of whiskey, one last drink for old-times 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 twenty two 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