Papa's Got Ahold of the Wine

Papa's got a hold of the Wine oh brother
Smelling like turpentine
Sister get the bedpan ready for a dead man
Papa's got a hold of the wine

Hey, hey, hey there papa where you going with your little brown jug?
He said the ladies wanna dance son, I just wanna cut a rug
Don't you know I've had the blues since your mama died
So let your daddy have some fun, cause Papa's got a hold of the wine

Papa's got a hold of the Wine oh brother
Smelling like turpentine
Sister get the bedpan ready for a dead man
Papa's got a hold of the wine

If you ever had a liquor stained breath crawl past your nose
Then you know it's just to cover up the past you're too scared to show
Don't you know red and bold Merlot puckers up the spine
So let's run for the shed cause Papa's got a hold of the wine

Papa's got a hold of the Wine oh brother
Smelling like turpentine
Sister get the bedpan ready for a dead man
Papa's got a hold of the wine

Papa's got a hold of the Wine oh brother
Smelling like turpentine
Sister get the bedpan ready for a dead man
Papa's got a hold of the wine

Papa's got a hold of the Wine oh brother
Smelling like turpentine
Sister get the bedpan ready for a dead man
Papa's got a hold of the wine

Papa's got a hold of the wine



Credits
Writer(s): Micah Nicol
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