gina left town with the first snow of the year he drove her to the airport in his ford and he tried to propose as he ordered one more beer but the pa drowned his words and it was time for her to go 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 goodbye 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 louis reads the gas pumps rossie 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 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 til 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 d always take you back again so it s one tall glass of whiskey one last drink for old time s sake the dog just lays in bed and watches every move you make you wrap him in his blanket hold him once more close to you and 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