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And if I go, before Im old
Oh brother of mine, please dont forget me if I go
And if I die, before my time
Oh sweet sister of mine, do not regret me if I die

Bartender, please fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave jesus
That set him free after three days down

Bartender, please fill my glass deep for me
With the wine you gave jesus
That set him free after three days down

On bended knees, I pray, bartender please
On bended knees, God please

Oh, and if this gold, should steal my soul away
Oh mother of mine, please redirect me if this gold...

Bartender, please fill one up for me
Of the kind you gave jesus
That set him free after three days down

On bended knees, I pray, bartender please
On bended knees, bartender please

[the newer version, from summer 2000]

If I go
Before Im old
Oh, brother of mine
Please dont forget me if I go

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

Oh, and if I die
Before my time
Oh, sweet sister of mine
Please dont regret me if I die

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

Bartender, please
Fill my glass for me
With the wine you gave jesus that set him free
After three days in the ground

Im on bended knees, I pray
Bartender, please

When I was young, I didnt think about it
Now I just cant get it off my mind

Im on bended knees
Father, please

If all this gold
Should steal my soul away
Oh, dear mother of mine
Please redirect me if this gold...

Bartender, you see
The wine thats drinking me
Came from the vine that strung judas from the devils tree
Its roots deep, deep in the ground

Bartender, you see
The wine thats drinking me
Came from the vine that strung judas from the devils tree
Its roots deep, deep in the ground
In the ground...

Im on bended knees
Oh, bartender, please

Im on bended knees
Father, please

When I was young, I didnt dream about it
Now I think about it all the time

Im on bended knees
Oh, bartender, please
Bartender, please

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