Wanda Jackson — There Stands the Glass

There stands the glass, fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim, it's my first one today There stands the glass that will ease all my pain That will settle my brain, darling, I'm on my way I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are alright I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass, fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim, darling, I'm on my way I wonder where you are tonight I wonder if you are alright I wonder if you think of me In my misery There stands the glass, fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim, darling, I'm on my way