Country Wine

Country wine, life is sweet

With my feet under the table

And all that country food to eat

Country wine, I raise a glass up to my lips

As you walk into the kitchen

You pass me by and sway your hips

We could go out on the front porch

And swing along to Bill Monroe

Why would we be going nowhere

If we got nowhere else to go?

Country wine, never tasted so good

You glance at me over your shoulder

I think I understood

Later I can hang my belt

On our big four-poster bed

You can lie there naked

Just like the day that we were wed

Country wine, life is sweet

I got my feet under the table

And all that country food to eat

I got my feet under the table

And all that country food to eat