Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play   For my heart is cold with pain   Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine   And fill my glass up again      Fill my glass to the brim till it flows o'er the rim   Like the tears flow in this heart of mine   Then I'll say so long to the dreams that are gone   On account of the warm red wine      Oh, the prison of stone with its cold iron bars   Is no more than a prison than mine   I'm a prisoner of drink who will never escape   From the chains of the warm red wine      Oh, the wine is red so warm and red   Like the ruby its sparkles and glows   But I fade for the wine yeah, that warm red wine   With all of my hopes and my dreams