Story Behind The Song
Just a song playing off some old blues traditions. In this case about a love of wine.
| Song Length |
3:09 |
Genre |
Blues - Country, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Mood |
Affable |
| Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine, Happiness |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The Wine song
I've been known to hide at home lock the door and never roam
Walk that straight and righteous line
I know it sounds nice but I've got one vice
And I don't but to pay the price
You know I loves to drink my wine
Pre-Chorus)
And you can take my soul
But leave my lips
'Cus I just needs me a few more sips
Chorus)
And I don't care I don't mind
You can do anything you can rob me blind
Just leave your grubby fingers off my wine
Now my baby and me was walking down the street
A man comes up puts a gun in my teeth
Says "Hey there sucker I've got this pistol primed"
I said "take my money, take my wife
Touch that bottle and you'll lose your life"
You know I loves to drink my wine
2nd Pre-Chorus)
I'm slave to the juice of that little round grape
Yeah life is a cab
A Cabernet
Chorus)
And I don't care I don't mind
You can do anything you can rob me blind
Just leave your grubby fingers off my wine
I've been tempted with money
Girls and gold
You know I never met a bottle I couldn't hold
So don't you tempt me, you'll just waste your time
Now I don't like whiskey, rum n' coke
Keep that gin, hell that's joke
You know I loves to drink my
Thank God I still has a little
You know I loves to drink my wine
That's right, pass that bottle now...