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Pour me hard liquor over soft music at a table with only one chair
From the first lonely song till the last drop is gone she'll be hanging round somewhere

She may appear like an angel through a smoky crowd
Or fall in a teardrop I can't hold back now
Pour me hard liquor over soft music and she'll be hanging round somewhere
[ fiddle - guitar ]
She may dance softly in the candle light reflecting her old mem'ries everywhere
You may find me glancing in a sparkling wine but she'll be hanging round somewhere
Pour me hard liquor...
She'll be hanging round somewhere
Pour me hard liquor over soft music at a table with only one chair   From the first lonely song till the last drop is gone she'll be hanging round somewhere      She may appear like an angel through a smoky crowd   Or fall in a teardrop I can't hold back now   Pour me hard liquor over soft music and she'll be hanging round somewhere   [ fiddle - guitar ]   She may dance softly in the candle light reflecting her old mem'ries everywhere   You may find me glancing in a sparkling wine but she'll be hanging round somewhere   Pour me hard liquor...   She'll be hanging round somewhere