Intro: Well turn up the bottle Pour down the wine Forget about this moment lord Think about some better time And leave the bar at two o’clock And walk on down the line It’s another night just spent alone With them old blue lights and wine Them old blue lights they serve as sad reminders Of the love I’m not sure I’ll ever find Each night the bartender’s just a little bit kinder Well I guess he knows the troubles on my mind Yes and long ago the happiness came Once in awhile with wine But now the wine no longer brings it lord I drink it all the time And why do I go on living With all this hurt and crying? I’ve searched for an answer all my life But it ain’t in the wine Them old blue lights they serve as sad reminders Of the love I’m not sure I’ll ever find Each night the bartender’s just a little bit kinder Well I guess he knows the troubles on my mind Yes I guess he knows it ain’t in the wine