Wine, Women an' Song

I ain't an educated man

As all you Fleet Street preachers know

It's just the simple things in life

Get my motor running, ready to go

If I can make you smile I will raise my glass

An' if you don't like it

Then, baby, you can kiss my ass!

You can tell me it's wrong,

but I love wine, women an' song

Give me a good time woman,

an' a love portion bottle of booze

'Cause I got a juke box heart full of honky tonk rhythm an' blues

You better lock up your daughter, your sister too,

If get in my way, I'm gonna rock an' roll over you

Ain't nothing you can do

You can tell it's wrong,

but I love wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Talking 'bout wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long

Wine, women an' song,

Give me a rock an' roll band with a mean an' dirty blues guitar

Take me to a dance hall palace with a twenty four hour bar

Then you better lock up your daughter, your sister too

If you get in my way, I'm gonna rock an' roll over you

Ain't nothing you can do

You can tell me it's wrong

But I love wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Talking 'bout wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long

Wine, women an' song

Talking 'bout wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song