"Wine" lyrics - BILL ANDERSON

Wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine.

It cost me my family, it cost me my home
Gave me a dark dirty street to roam
Made me a drifter, made me a bum
Looking for a hand out, looking for a chum.

To get me wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine.

Wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine.

It's cold in the country, cold in the town
Cold anywhere when you sleep on the ground
I lost all my courage, I lost all my pride
Where oh Lordy, can a wine hide.

From wine, pretty red wine,
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Wine pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine...