Mr. Wine

I'm sittin at a red light, tryin' to catch a signal

I've been stayin' in a small town, tryin' to find room to wiggle

And I gotta get a move on, gotta fill the space in my head

And I gotta catch the liquor store or brother I'll be good as dead

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Now I'm walkin' down the sidewalk, tryin' to find a switch I could flip on

And I got somethin' in my heart that I never could quite get a grip on

And I got something in my pocket and it's burnin' a hole in my mind

And I gotta get a move on, the liquor store closes at 9

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Bye, bye blues, hello Mr. Wine

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Hello Mr. Wine

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Bye, bye blues, bye, bye blues

Bye, bye blues, hello Mr. Wine

Hello Mr. Wine, hello Mr. Wine

Hello Mr. Wine