To: WhyisaTexasgirlinPA
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
When you gonna let me get sober?
Leave me alone, let me go home,
Let me go back and start over.
Ramblin' around this dirty old town,
Singing for nickels and dimes.
Times gettin' rough, I ain't got enough,
To buy me a bottle of wine.
153 posted on
10/07/2003 7:42:54 AM PDT by
camle
(no fool like a damned fool)
To: camle
Hadn't thought of that song in years-but I can't remember who made it.
171 posted on
10/07/2003 7:55:55 AM PDT by
Texan5
(You've got to saddle up your boys, you've got to draw a hard line..)
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