Текст песни Fine As Wine - Chris LeDoux

Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California
Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach
Warms you goin' down like a 22-year-old brandy
When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine

She loves her rodeo man, turns him every way but loose
Washes out all his Levi's, shines his cowboy boots
Watches him each Saturday bitin' the dust again
She takes him home, puts him to bed, rubs in the linament

She's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California
Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach
Warms you goin' down like a 22-year-old brandy
When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine

Layin' in the backseat with sugar at the wheel
Broken bones from my last ride is all my head can feel
And sugar sure gets tired, Lord, of all I put her through
But I'll never find another gal who's sweeter or is true

She's sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California
Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach
Warms you goin' down like a 22-year-old brandy
When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine

Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California
Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach
Warms you goin' down like a 22-year-old brandy
When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine