Текст песни Whiskey, Beer & Wine - Buddy Guy

Thirsty Begger, written on the door
That bucket of blood
Staying open ′til four
Ain't hard to find
A great big neon sign
They only serve three things
Whiskey, beer, and wine
Hardwood bar
Rickety stool
Cigarette machine
Selling Camels and Kools
You can solve your problems
One drink at a time
You can fix anything
Over whiskey, beer, and wine
Dirty little bar room
Kept the lights down low
Icing down the long necks
′Til they was nice and cold
Oh you can sit down an order
A bottle of waste your mind
Three ways we get high
Whiskey, beer, and wine
Corner booth in the back
Well they have the dice
Sit down at a table
Shoot craps all night
Back in the good ol' days
Drink your troubles good bye
Mason jar full of save your soul
Whiskey, beer and wine
You can fix anything
Over whiskey, beer and wine
Come on in here now
You want a little taste of my medication?
Come on, have one with me
In the good ol' days
The Highland Wolf
We called it Ignalor
It do make ya kind of ignorant sometimes
You know what I′m talking about?
It′s on my mind
Whiskey, beer and wine
Come on now, come on
You've got to have one with me
I don′t like doin' nothin′ by myself
Never had no fun by myself