bob frank – wino lyrics
take a look at the wino
take a look at the bum
dirty clothes, foul breath
and his t++th riding out of his gums
only nourishment he’s had all day is full bit bottle of wine
he stays down in the heart of town where the sun don’t ever shine
he’s prodding down the alley, sneaking a look in the garbage
just to see what he can find today that might make him a happier man
but ain’t nothing here, nothing there
so he’s back on the sidewalk again
trying to bum a quarter, off of them one of them working men
gets his money, makes his walk on down to the liquor store
feeling right at home, the minute he steps inside the door
he says a word to the clerk, and gets the cheapest brand of wine
slips around back with his paper sack, pretty soon he’s feeling fine
he sleeps on the floor of a room with no door and the windows all boarded up
but the rats and the mice right nice, they don’t even wake him up
he’s a 24+karat wino, living off on [?] tokay
and he knows, ain’t no troubles, that can’t drunk away
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