| Down in the hills of the Ozarks
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| There are some women that’ll have your heart
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| All wrapped up in chains it’s a shame
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| If you make the bad mistake of telling them
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| All the crazy things you tell them
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| When you’re high on that homemade wine
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| 'cause when you’re high on that homemade wine
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| Every woman will sure look fine
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| Half standin' in my sleep
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| I’m lookin' at my feet
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| And wonderin' where do I go from here
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| I’ve been walkin' for an hour
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| Tryin' to find my shower
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| So my head can’t be on right yet
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| It’s that wine and I’ll take all bets
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| It’s that wine that’s gettin' to my head
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| (FIDDLE & GUITAR DITTY)
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| Made me a fifty gallon barrel
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| Connected with an air hose
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| And I had me a real good rig
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| Went on a binge for one week
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| Got to where I couldn’t speak
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| To anyone oh I was high
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| It’s that wine and I’ll tell no lies
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| Take that wine if you want to get higher, higher
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| It’s that wine and I’ll tell no lies
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| Taste that wine if you want to get high |