Homemade Wine

Down in the hills of the Ozarks There are some women that'll have your heart All wrapped up in chains it's a shame If you make the bad mistake of telling them The crazy things you tell them When you're high on that homemade wine 'Cause when you're high on that homemade wine Every woman will sure look fine Half standin' in my sleep I'm lookin' at my feet And wonderin' where do I go from here I've been walkin' for an hour Tryin' to find my shower So my head can't be on right yet It's that wine and I'll take all bets It's that wine that's gettin' to my head (FIDDLE & MANDOLIN DITTY) (GUITAR SOLO) Made me a fifty gallon barrel Connected with an air hose And I had me a real good rig Went on a binge for one week Got to where I couldn't speak To anyone oh I was high It's that wine and I'll tell no lies Take that wine if you want to get higher, higher It's that wine and I'll tell you no lies Take that wine if you want to get high Lyrics are copyright 1972, Larry Lee