One more vodka, one more beer,
then I will walk to you tonight,
twenty-eight long miles from here
but I will lie with you tonight,
My speech is slurred, my legs are numb
and I've just thrown up, but I will come
to you,
I will lie with you tonight.
No more buses, no more train,
I will walk to you tonight,
and I can be your wee boy again,
yes, I will lie with you tonight.
then I will walk to you tonight,
twenty-eight long miles from here
but I will lie with you tonight,
My speech is slurred, my legs are numb
and I've just thrown up, but I will come
to you,
I will lie with you tonight.
No more buses, no more train,
I will walk to you tonight,
and I can be your wee boy again,
yes, I will lie with you tonight.