Alpine Town

It's mid July and I've been dry

Alone to Southern France

Where up so high, the air is thin

And I can see the end

And everything's been done

But not by you and me

Cheers to a dark bar

In this comedy

My grip is slow and ???

As I'm mounting the breeze

I'm just another tourist, folks

With nowhere else to be

And everything's been done

But not by you and me

Cheers to a dark bar

In this comedy

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Oh, everything's been done

But not by you and me

Cheers to a dark bar

In this comedy