Текст песни Lynyrd Skynyrd - Wino
Lynyrd Skynyrd - Wino слова песни
(Ronnie Van Zant - Rickey Medlocke - Allen Collins)
Wino on the street. Drinkin` a bottle of booze
Ain`t got nothing to say, yeah. And he don`t got much to lose
Times are on his face. Blisters on his brain
Wonders who`s at fault. Knows that he`s to blame
Thinks back on his childhood and wonders the reasons why
Why some men have made it rich. Why some men have cried
Reached out his hand, lord. For a nickel or a dime
Livin` every day, yeah, for one more taste of wine
Wino, soon you`ve got to choose
How long must you take abuse
Wino, you wasn`t born to lose
Sweet wine is making you a fool
Wino on the street. Drinkin` a bottle of booze
Ain`t got nothing to say, yeah. And he don`t got much to lose
I want to help him out with his troubles and woes
I guess he`s a happy young man. God in heaven only knows
Wino, soon you`ve got to choose
How long must you take abuse
Wino, you wasn`t born to lose
Sweet wine is making you a fool
Yonder come a man, now this I know
Now you better find some place to go
Yonder come a man to take you downtown
He don`t want you hanging around