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Who makes the glitter, who makes the gold Who makes the winter forget the cold Who took the hat right off his head And broke all the legs right off his bed He’s down, oh baby he’s down He’s down, down, down Down at the bottom of the well of love His phone keeps ringing and the lights stay off His bar room’s empty and the music’s soft Where is that man Where has he been Somebody better go in after him He’s down, oh baby he’s down He’s down, down, down Down at the bottom of the well of love Dark and dark, wet and wet It’s been two weeks, we haven’t seen him yet Should we sell his house, move his truck Throw a penny in the well and wish him good luck He’s down, oh baby he’s down He’s down, down, down Down at the bottom of the well of love He’s down, oh baby he’s down He’s down, down, down Down at the bottom of the well of love Who makes the glitter, who makes the gold Letras de cancionesWho makes the winter forget the cold Who took my hat right off my head And broke all the legs right off my bed I’m down, oh baby I’m down I’m down, down, down Down at the bottom of the well of love From Letras Mania