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(Mel Tillis) Wine, pretty red wine Pretty red wine, pretty red wine. It cost me my family, cost me my home Gave me a dark dirty street to roam It made me a drifter, made me a bum looking for a hand out looking for a turn To get wine, pretty red wine Pretty red wine, pretty red wine. Wine, pretty red wine Pretty red wine, pretty red wine. It's cold in the country, it's cold in the town It's cold anywhere when you sleep on the ground I lost all my courage, lost all my drive Where, oh Lord, can a wino hide. From wine, pretty red wine Pretty red wine, pretty red wine. Wine, pretty red wine Pretty red wine, pretty red wine. Wine, wine, wine, wine, oh wine, wine... |