Cheap Wine

All these old ladies

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Ain't no better than all these bums

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Leanin' against the counter on a gloomy day

The snow falling, clear the sidewalks and the entryway

For all the old folks, the bums and the hustlers and the 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 just float away

All these old ladies

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Ain't no better than all these bums

Come in here and buy cheap wine

I know I ain't got it so bad

I can go home at night and sometimes sleep

Quit drinkin' when I wanna

No one here to bother me

There's no one here to bother me

So I keep the liquor store open past curfew

Some nights

So I don't have to go home

All these old ladies

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Ain't no better than all these bums

Come in here and buy cheap wine

I never meant to do anything wrong, do any harm

Or frame that kid who wasn't so bright and drunk all the time

Anyway, they killed him, not me

I've got a business to run

I've got property here, he had nothing

All these old ladies

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Ain't no better than all these bums

Come in here and buy cheap wine

But I'm better than all this

Crazy derelicts can go to hell

I'm better than this

I make my own way

Sometimes I can sleep at night

I open the store an hour before daybreak

And I put all the labels facin' out

I'm so tired of all these labels

Why don't they say it? Cheap wine

Cheap wine

All these old ladies

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Ain't no better than all these bums

Come in here and buy cheap wine

Leanin' against the counter on a gloomy day

Snow fallin', clear the sidewalks and the entryway