Cheap Wine

See all these old ladies
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine
They ain’t no better, Lord, they ain’t no better than these bums
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine

I’m leanin’ against the counter
On a gloomy day, snow fallin’
Clear the sidewalks and the entry way
For all the old folks
The bums and hustlers and rude kids
I can’t stand the sight of any of ‘em
I wish I could sell this place
I wish I could buy a boat and sail away

See all these old ladies
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine
They ain’t no better, Lord, they ain’t no better than these bums
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine

And I know I ain’t got it so bad
I can go home at night sometimes
I’ll quit drinkin’ when I want to
There ain’t nobody here to bother me
There ain’t no one here to bother me
I keep the liquor store open past curfew some nights
So I don’t have to go home

You see all these old ladies
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine
They ain’t no better, Lord, no better than these bums
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine

I never meant to do anything wrong or do any harm
And I framed that kid he wasn’t so bright
He wasn’t so bright
He was just drunk all the time
Anyway they killed him not me
I’ve got a business here to run
I’ve got property here
And he had nothing

See all these old ladies
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine
They ain’t no better, they ain’t no better than these bums
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine

Ah, but I’m better than all this
And that crazy derelict he can go to hell
I’m better than this I make my own way
Sometimes
I’ll open the store an hour before daybreak
Put all the labels facing out
I’m so tired of the labels
Why don’t they say it — it’s cheap wine

See all these old ladies
Comin’ in here to buy the cheap wine
They ain’t no better, Lord, they ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ in here to buy the same

I’m leanin’ against the counter
On a gloomy day, snow fallin’
Clear the sidewalks and the entry way