When Wine was Cheap — текст песни (Gourds)

I`ve got callous feet

you fear the wine

believe me in the morning

I`ve done worse things at night

the colorful language

feels like my oriental whore

I`ve been having her for years

and the words were like bullshit

when wine was cheap and it ran like ink

til I found she was an angel

so I sent her away

If I can match her disrespect

she`ll come back someday

I done read about these ladies

they are so hard to find

in the meantime I`m off yer wine