The Story Never Changes - Jo Camilleri, Nick Smith

    bless this wine and curse your load
    it gets dark on that stretch of road
    stay awhile, come on in from the cold
    raise your cup and kiss the beast
    join me now in a poor man's feast
    stick around, we'll spend a little traitor's gold
    pour a shot of sympathy
    we ain't exactly strangers
    we might tell it differently
    but the story never changes
    lift your eyes don't hide your face
    ain't no crime to fall from grace
    take your time don't shiver out in the rain

    Marco Giunco
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