Bum Wine

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
So let's sit down a spell

I told the man behind the counter, I'd like the MD
He said, You probably won't but I guess we'll see
Still I gave it a shot cause two-twenty was all I had
I said, MD like a doctor? But he didn't laugh
He just slid me some bottle as he took my cash
I said, Don't I get to choose a flavor
He said, Nah. It don't matter 'cause they all bad

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
So let's sit down a spell

Next time back I had the Night Train
It was like a railroad spike right through my brain
Left me twitchin', droolin', slumped over with this cold, sightless stare
So I asked the ol boy, Hey man who buys that stuff
He said, Folks that want Mad Dog but ain't got enough
Son, you might as a well know that's a train that don't roll
You get on and you ain't going nowhere

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
Let's sit down a spell

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
So let's sit down a spell

Well, I'd heard the jingle 'bout What's the word
That American classic Thunderbird
So I got me a bottle and, yeah, I drank it a little fast
Then I thought I saw it right there on the label
So I took it to the man to read since I wasn't able
He said, Yep, there it is. You can't spell "classic" without ass

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
Let's sit down a spell

Bum wine
Bum wine
You ain't no friend of mine
But you're here and friends is hard to find
So let's sit down a spell



Credits
Writer(s): Bryant Tench
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