When Wine Was Cheap Lyrics - Gourds

I've got callous feet 

you fear the wine 

believe me in the morning 

I've done worse things at night 

the colorful language 

feels like my oriental whore 

I've been having her for years 

and the words were like bullshit 

when wine was cheap 

and it ran like ink 

til I found she was an angel 

so I sent her away 

If I can match her disrespect 

she'll come back someday 

I done read about these ladies 

they are so hard to find 

in the meantime I'm off yer wine