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
All 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 & GUITAR DITTY)
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 no lies
Taste that wine if you want to get high