Salvatore Guido

Salvatore Guido

 Syracuse, New York, USA
SoloPop

Creative works in all genres.

Band Members

  • Salvatore Guido Guitarist

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Old Demon Rum

Written By: Salvatore Guido, Jr.

I’ve seen families torn apart
It’s enough to break a grown man’s heart
When the bottle gets involved nothing gets resolved.
Both sides just refuse to budge.
I’ll let the good lord be the judge.
When it comes to flesh and blood you gotta just call off the grudge.

Too much alcohol can make a good love just go numb
No good ever come from that old demon rum.

You can stand right on the brink
searching for that missing link
between just being thirsty
and drowning in your drink
Until you learn to moderate
your burden takes on added weight
‘til the fabric of the family tears, splits, and separates.

The circle will be broken
if another round should come
and you should succumb
to that old demon rum.

Two sweethearts swore in the eyes of god
their love would soar, they’d beat the odds
Ease back on the throttle
stay on the level
but the genie in the bottle
turned out to be the devil.

I said grab that wheel
and hold her straight
and work it out for the kids’ sake
But they never got control
They couldn’t find the brakes.

They lost all sense of direction and equilibrium
No good ever come from that old demon rum.

The circle will be broken
If another round should come
Ain’t no good ever come
From that old demon rum

Old Demon Rum

Written By: Salvatore Guido, Jr.

I’ve seen families torn apart
It’s enough to break a grown man’s heart
When the bottle gets involved
nothing gets resolved

Both sides just refuse to budge
I’ll let the good lord be the judge
When it comes to flesh and blood
you gotta just call off the grudge.

Too much alcohol can make a good love just go numb
No good ever come from that old demon rum.

You can stand right on the brink
searching for that missing link
between just being thirsty
and drowning in your drink
Until you learn to moderate
your burden takes on added weight
‘til the fabric of the family tears, splits, and separates.

The circle will be broken
if another round should come
and you should succumb
to that old demon rum.

Two sweethearts swore in the eyes of god
their love would soar, they’d beat the odds
Ease back on the throttle
stay on the level
but the genie in the bottle
turned out to be the devil.

I said grab that wheel
and hold her straight
and work it out for the kids’ sake
But they never got control
They couldn’t find the brakes.

They lost all sense of direction and equilibrium
No good ever come from that old demon rum.

The circle will be broken
If another round should come
Ain’t no good ever come
From that old demon rum