I used to be a teetotaler
Before I got into the groove
I liked looking down at
Drunks getting high in the sunny afternoon
Then I heard the news
About some new kind of booze
That was pure as deep blue sea
You could live your life
High as a kite and
live till a hundred and three
Chickens don’t fly but they sure can cackle
It drives me crazy as a bat
cooped up in cages
Singing cock-a-doodle do
It must of been a crime to sing like that
Then I heard the news
About a new feathered friend
That runs free on the range
Now I’m cooking wholesome chicken all year long
Adding years to this used up life
Organic wine is mighty fine
It’s my new elixir supreme
Organic wine from natural vines
No grim reaper for me
Drinking beer with the boys
After work is all the fun I get
Doctor said son you got to let up some
You’re going drop down dead
Then I heard the news
About a new kind of brew
That was tasty with natural hops
Swigging my bio-drink all night long
I’ll live as long as old grand pop
Organic wine is might fine
It’s my new elixir supreme
Organic wine from natural vines
No grim reaper for me
Hey, unhand that bottle,
Where do buy that stuff, anyway?
Hey, Bottoms up
Hey guys, What about a night cap. Yea!
I’m thirsty
Waiter, only range chicken for me
I don’t eat that factory stuff you know
Waiter, do you have any Organic Wine
Sometimes they call it natural, you know
I need something to kind of, perk me up here
Organic wine
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