Just before our love got lost, you said
I am as constant as the Northern Star
And I said as constantly without us,
If you want me I'll be on the bar.
On the back of a cartoon poster
On the blue TV screen light.
I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada...
With your face sketched on it twice
You're my blood, my holy wine,
You taste so bitter and so sweet.
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember the time you told me
Love was touching souls,
Well, surely you've touched mine,
Cos part of you post out in me from time to time
You're my blood, my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
I met a woman, she had a mouth like yours
She knew your life, she knew your devils and your deeds
And she said, go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed.
You're my blood, my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
I am as constant as the Northern Star
And I said as constantly without us,
If you want me I'll be on the bar.
On the back of a cartoon poster
On the blue TV screen light.
I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada...
With your face sketched on it twice
You're my blood, my holy wine,
You taste so bitter and so sweet.
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember the time you told me
Love was touching souls,
Well, surely you've touched mine,
Cos part of you post out in me from time to time
You're my blood, my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
I met a woman, she had a mouth like yours
She knew your life, she knew your devils and your deeds
And she said, go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed.
You're my blood, my holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you, darlin'
And I would still be on my feet, oh, I would still be on my feet.
