Paul Anka - A steel guitar and a glass of wine

^EJust give me a ^Bsteel guitar and a glass of wine, And let me ^Edrink to a love I thought was mine. A ^Blove I thought was true to me, But ^Enow I'm drinking to her memory. A ^Bsteel guitar and a glass of wine, While my ^Etears they glisten and the candles shine. Oh, ^Bcandle glow, oh, candle bright, ^ETell me what she holds tonight.

And bring me ^Bwine! And make the music ^Emine. Play another ^Bset! So that I'll for^Eget.

^EMm, bring me a ^Bsteel guitar and a glass of wine, And let me ^Etoast to her, just one more time. Oh, ^Bcandle glow, before you dim, ^ETell her what a fool she's been.

And bring me ^Bwine! And make the music ^Emine. Play another ^Bset! So that I'll for^Eget.

^EMm, bring me a ^Bsteel guitar and a glass of wine, And let me ^Etoast to her, just one more time. Oh, ^Bcandle glow, before you dim, ^ETell her what a fool she's been.

And ^Bone more thing before I go, ^Ehere's a secret.. I still love her so. (x3) (Fade.)