Lyrics:

Wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine
It cost me my family, cost me my home
Gave me a dark, dirty street to roam.

Made me a drifter, made me a bum
A lookin' for a hand out, a lookin' for a turn
To get wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, Pretty red wine.

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Wine, pretty red wine, pretty red wine
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine
It's cold in the country, cold in the town
Cold anywhere you sleep, on the ground.

I lost all my courage, lost all my pride
Where, oh where, can a wino hide
From wine, pretty red wine,
Pretty red wine, pretty red wine...