Far Hills Cider - VHS Collection

The Russian gambling’s just begun now

Holdin' Holden Caulfield’s gun

And I shoot myself

Down

I play better off the shelf

Happy as the man that can laugh at himself

And I shoot myself

Down

As I fall, I do recall

I reminisce of days I miss

And it goes like this

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

I am not a prodigal son

But the forbidden fruit is on my tongue

And I’ve found myself

A crown

Wear on me when days are longer

Traded cider for somethin' stronger

And I numb myself

Down

I don’t know about this song

It’s a son of a bitch if you get it wrong

But it goes like this

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Oh, it’s a long road

So come back to me

Back to me, babe

Oh, it’s a long road

So come back to me

Back to me, babe

(Far Hills Cider)

(Far Hills Cider)

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more

Far Hills Cider

(Tastes cool when the)

So like one more