You will die when the reaper will come for you though others <br />on that have different to say <br />Such as when god says you've had your innings and to beg for his mercy to him they pray <br />I may be wrong and they may be right who knows for their guess is as good as mine <br />But I will make the most of living barmaid please give me one more glass of red wine. <br /> <br />Old Johnny he sits by the counter and he sings an old drinking song <br />So drunk the lines he can't remember and the words to the air they seem wrong <br />But nevertheless he is happy he's never been burdened by care <br />He says if he does get to heaven it won't be through belief in prayer. <br /> <br />Live every day as if it were your last day and one day you're bound to be right <br />I recall theologians of the fifties saying death comes like a thief in the night <br />And I young and naive believed them I thought people did not die in the light of day <br />Those silly old priests of the fifties in silence forever they lay. <br /> <br />Please give me one more glass of red wine dear since this one will be for the road <br />The pub for me just a stopover on my way back to my abode <br />The din in this barroom is deafening and what are they waffling about? <br />Some men when drunk think for to be heard they have to talk loudly or shout. <br /> <br />Please give me one more glass of red wine 'tis getting quite noisy in here <br />For a change a few red wines do taste nice since I'm one who mostly drink beer <br />Old Johnny he sits at the counter and he sings an old drinking song <br />So drunk the lines he can't remember and the words to the air they seem wrong<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/please-give-me-one-more-glass-of-red-wine/
