I'd Rather Be a Wino Songtext
von Robert Cray

Two, three, four

I′d rather be a wino
Way down on skid row
I'd rather be a wino
Way down on skid row
If I lost my little Jenny
I wouldn′t have nowhere else to go


Well, I feel like a junkie
With tracks all down my arm
I feel like a junkie
With tracks all down my arm
I'm hooked on that girl
I can't let her come to no harm

Well, if I was sick and dying
And didn′t have much time to go
I was sick and dying
Didn′t have much time to go
I'd say, "Lord, come and get me
If I can′t love my Jenny anymore"

Well, I'd rather be a wino
Way down on skid row
I′d rather be a wino
Way down on skid row