All The Whiskey in Heaven
Not for all the whiskey in heaven Not for all the flies in Vermont Not for all the tears in the basement Not for a million trips to Mars Not if you paid me in diamonds Not if you paid me in pearls Not if you gave me your pinky ring Not if you gave me your curls Not for all the fire in hell Not for all the blue in the sky Not for an empire of my own Not even for peace of mind No, never, I’ll never stop loving you Not till my heart beats its last And even then in my words and my songs I will love you all over again
Charles Bernstein
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