Cheap Wine

All these old ladies
Comin’ in here buyin’ cheap wine
Ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ in here and buy cheap wine

Leanin’ against the counter on a gloomy day
The snow fall, 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
Comin’ in here buyin’ cheap wine
Ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ 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
Comin’ in here buyin’ cheap wine
Ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ 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
Comin’ in here buyin’ cheap wine
Ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ 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 facing out
I’m tired of all these labels
Why don’t they all say it
…cheap wine…cheap wine

All these old ladies
Comin’ in here buyin’ cheap wine
Ain’t no better than all these bums
Comin’ in here and buy cheap wine

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