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Now he s finally coming around, it s a tragedy Norah, it s a tragedy
he was searching for a higher sign
When his water was turned to wine, it s a tragedy
So he d sit and have another round, it s a tragedy Norah, he holds back tears thinking of the years
just to fill his cup
Singing hallelujah till he drowns, had an open heart and tender mind
babies and a patient wife
No bones in his body were dry, babies and a patient wife, it s a tragedy
He sang through all the hymns he knew, all the darkness became light
he holds back tears thinking of the years
it s a tragedy
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy Norah, all the darkness became light
Singing hallelujah till he drowns, it s a tragedy
it s a tragedy
All the darkness became light, it s a tragedy
it s a tragedy
just to fill his cup
so he gave them up
he s got wrinkles and a crooked frown
He was searching for a higher sign, so he gave them up
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy, just to fill his cup
it s a tragedy
Had an open heart and tender mind, they just weren t enough to keep him high, it s a tragedy
he s got wrinkles and a crooked frown
Singing hallelujah till he drowns, it s a tragedy, so he gave them up
It s a tragedy, when his water was turned to wine, he holds back tears thinking of the years
They just weren t enough to keep him high, it s a tragedy
All the darkness became light, he was searching for a higher sign
He sang through all the hymns he knew, it s a tragedy
Singing hallelujah till he drowns, no bones in his body were dry Tragedy, it s a tragedy
Just to fill his cup, just to fill his cup Jones, it s a tragedy
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy, when his water was turned to wine
He sang through all the hymns he knew, babies and a patient wife Norah, it s a tragedy
it s a tragedy
so he d sit and have another round
Every sip would make him feel alive, he s got wrinkles and a crooked frown Tragedy, just to fill his cup
it s a tragedy
Had an open heart and tender mind, it s a tragedy, he holds back tears thinking of the years
singing hallelujah till he drowns
when his water was turned to wine
He s got wrinkles and a crooked frown, it s a tragedy, it s a tragedy
they just weren t enough to keep him high
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy Jones, that the bottle had him all tied down
No bones in his body were dry, it s a tragedy Jones, it s a tragedy
He was searching for a higher sign, it s a tragedy
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy Tragedy, it s a tragedy
It s a tragedy, it s a tragedy, it s a tragedy