The Wine Song

Some folks like whiskey, whiskey's mighty fine

Some folks like moonshine, lord, they drink it all the time

My daddy taught me, he said: Son, only way to keep your head in line

Drinkin' that wine wine, wine

Keep your head stoned all the time

(That's what he said)

Look at them luscious little bottles, sittin' up on the shelf

Red green and yellow, lord, they are somethin' else, hmmm

They mesmerize me, the way they sparkle and shine

Drinkin' that wine wine, wine

Keep your head stoned all the time

One snort of ruby port really ring the bell

Then a glass of muscatel sets my head up well

Then this sweetest bottle of cheapest sherry wine

I say goodbye to my mind

While folks around me insist on startin' wars (baloney!)

Fightin' and a-hollerin', gettin' awful sore

Politics and business, I don't pay them no mind

Drinkin' that wine wine, wine

Keep your, head stoned all the time

(Tell the truth)

One snort of ruby port really ring the bell

Then a glass of muscatel sets my head up well

Then this sweetest bottle of cheapest sherry wine

I say goodbye to my mind

While folks around me insist on startin' wars

Fightin' and a-hollerin', gettin' awful sore

Politics and business, I don't pay them no mind

Drinkin' that wine wine, wine

Keep your head stoned all the time

Get out the bathtub, grandma, and take off your socks!