Nostrovia

Nostrovia

A wiser man once said to me don’t waste your money and save every dime

When hard times come you’ll thank the lord above for thrift stores and paid overtime

Working hard not hardly working save your money and I’ll drink down mine

A tired man can’t stop to drown these trouble times that come around

Just turn your back to the wind and pray this night she never ends

Nostrovia Nostrovia a drink now and then won’t bring a good man to sin

Nostrovia Nostrovia just raise a glass to good times again

Broken bottle broken home you’ll drink your life down you’ll lose it all

He turned his head and walked away from me that night

But not before he heard me call

Working hard not hardly working save your money and I’ll drink down mine

A tired man can’t stop to drown these trouble times that come around

They knock our spirits to the floor where hope can’t reach them anymore

It’s time to stand up and be free from shackles chained to you and me

Just turn your back to the wind and pray this night she never ends

We’ve heard it all a hundred times heard the alibis heard the Monday morning tales

Debauchery in the land of late night kings of drudgery we’ll pay the toll when it all fails