(chorus)
Homemade wine and Patsy Cline
They're the two best friends of mine
I can always count on them
when friends are hard to find
When nothing seems to go my way
and I'm down with the blues
Homemade wine and Patsy Cline
will always see me through
I've tried drinking whiskey
to banish all my troubles
but it does nothing for me
Unlike those red tiny bubbles
And forget about Ol Hank
He'll only make things worse
When I'm deep in the tank
It's hard to lift the curse
So give me
(chorus)
Though drinking's not the cure
it's one quick remedy
and one thing is for sure
It'll clear my memory
And the music helps the pain
deep down in my heart
While there's nothing much to gain
It's one good way to start
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