Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play 'Cause my heart is loaded with pain Take the cork from the bottle of the warm red wine And fill my glass up again Fill my glass to the brim 'til it flows o'er the rim Like the tears flow in this heart of mine While I'll say, so long, to the dreams that are gone On account of the warm red wine Oh, Mack McGarr now Oh, a prison of stone with its cold iron bars Is no more a prison than mine I'm a prisoner of drink who will never escape From the chains of the warm red wine So, fill my glass to the brim 'til it flows o'er the rim Like the tears flow in this heart of mine While I'll say, so long, to the dreams that are gone On account of the warm red wine