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Wino - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Wino on the street
Drinkin a bottle of booze
Aint got nothing to say yeah
And he dont got much to lose
Times are on his face
Blisters on his brain
Wonders whos at fault
Knows that hes 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 youve got to choose
How long must you take abuse
Wino you wasnt born to lose
Sweet wine is making you a fool
Wino on the street
Drinkin a bottle of booze
Aint got nothing to say yeah
And he dont got much to lose
I want to help him out with his troubles and woes
I guess hes a happy young man
God in heaven only knows
Wino soon youve got to choose
How long must you take abuse
Wino you wasnt 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 dont want you hanging around