(to the tune of I Walk the Line)
I keep close watch on this flask of mine
I keep a bottle with me all the time
I have a taste for homegrown Muscadine
Thanks to the wine, I’m feeling fine
I find it very easy to drink from a shoe
I find myself on the floor each time I do
Yes, I’ll admit it makes me act the fool
Thanks to the wine, I’m feeling fine
As sure as beer is dark and wine is light
I find myself quite tipsy every night
And the empties in my trash prove that it’s right
Thanks to the wine, I’m feeling fine
I’d like a taste of merlot or champagne
I’ll take another taste by any name
I know you might think that it’s just a shame
Thanks to the wine, I’m feeling
I keep close watch on this flask of mine
I keep a bottle with me all the time
I’ll take domestic, French, or even ‘Strine
Thanks to the wine, I’m feeling fine