[Verse 1]
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 innocence
And it goes like this
(Goes like this)
[Chorus]
Far Hills Cider
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there
Far Hills Cider
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there
[Verse 2]
I am not a prodigal son
But the forbidden fruit is on my tongue
And I've found myself
A crown
To 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
(Goes like this)
[Chorus]
Far Hills Cider
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there
Far Hills Cider
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there
[Bridge]
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)
[Chorus]
Far Hills Cider (Cider)
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there (Cider)
Far Hills Cider (Cider)
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there (Cider)
Far Hills Cider (Cider)
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there (Cider)
Far Hills Cider (Cider)
(It tastes so good when it dribbles down your lips)
I'd like one more time there (Cider)