A clip from a BBC show Soul Britannia
Cool Fire Water
Cool Fire Water ©
Jesse’s drinking and talking wild again
beating out her life in dim lit bars and then –
She’s walking home alone to sleep gin dreams in vain
who’s gonna hold her in the morning
oh but then its sweet at night withy drink and company
a pack of cigarettes and money for a round or two
Chorus
Give me that cool fire water –
I don’t wanna be alone pour me another one
Cool fire water in you i feel at home
Have you ever told a stranger with warm eyes and time to spare
the deepest secrets of your soul?
On her island of a table a bottle and two stools
Jesse’s feeling safety for an hour or two
embraced in bar room smoke low lights and drinking talk
Don’t think about those cold morning grey urban blues
Chorus
Cool fire water