Cheap Wine

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Verse 
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All these old ladies 
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Comin? in here buyin? cheap wine 
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Ain?t no better than all these bums 
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Comin? in here and buy cheap wine 

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Leanin? against the counter on a gloomy day 
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The snow fall, clear the sidewalks and the entryway 
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For all the old folks, the bums, and the hustlers 
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And the rude kids 
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I can?t stand the sight of any of ?em 
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I wish I could sell this place 
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I wish I could buy a boat and just float away 

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All these old ladies 
        G              Am       F    C 
Comin? in here buyin? cheap wine 
         G           Am         F    C 
Ain?t no better than all these bums 
        G               Am        F   C  G      Am  F  C  G 
Comin? in here and buy cheap wine 

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I know I ain?t got it so bad 
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I can go home at night and sometimes sleep 
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Quit drinkin? when I wanna 
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No one here to bother me 
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There?s no one here to bother me 
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So I keep the liquor store open past curfew 
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Some nights, so I don?t have to go home 

Am             F      C 
All these old ladies 
       G               Am 
Comin? in here buyin? cheap wine 
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Ain?t no better than all these bums 
        G              Am        F  C  G     Am  F  C  G 
Comin? in here and buy cheap wine 

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I never meant to do anything wrong, do any harm 
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Or frame that kid who wasn?t so bright and drunk all the time 
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Anyway, they killed him, not me 
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I?ve got a business to run 
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I?ve got property here, he had nothing 

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All these old ladies 
       G               Am       F  C 
Comin? in here buyin? cheap wine 
         G            Am        F   C 
Ain?t no better than all these bums 
        G               Am       F  C  G 
Comin? in here and buy cheap wine 

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But I?m better than all this    them     Crazy derelicts can go to hell 
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I?m better than this     I make my own way 
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Sometimes I can sleep at night 

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I open the store an hour before daybreak 
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And I put all the labels facing out 
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I?m tired of all these labels    Why don?t they all say it 
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?cheap wine? 
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cheap wine 

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All these old ladies 
        G              Am       F  C 
Comin? in here buyin? cheap wine 
         G           Am         F   C 
Ain?t no better than all these bums 
        G               Am       F   C  G     Am  F  C  G 
Comin? in here and buy cheap wine 

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Leanin? against the counter on a gloomy day 
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Snow falling, clear the sidewalk and the entryway