Gimme That Wine Blood, Sweat & Tears

Well my wife got tired of me running 'round, so she tried to keep me home
She hid my clothes
She broke my nose
But I continued to roam
Then she finally hit my weak spot - when she threw my bottle out
Well, from the basement to the rooftop, everybody could hear me shout...

Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
'Cause I can't cut loose without my juice
(Got to have my hot Lucy when I go out walking sometimes)

One day crossin the avenue, a big car knocked me down
I was stretched out tying up traffic and crowds came from blocks around
While the police were searchin my pockets, before they sent me to the funeral parlour
One of those cops touched my bottle, Jack, I jumped straight up and commenced to hollar

Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
Gimme that wine (Gimme that wine)
I just can't get well without Muskatel

One real dark and dreary night while I was staggering home to bed,y'all
A bandit jumped from the shadows and put a blackjack 'side my head
That cat took my watch, my ring, my money, and I didn't even make a sound
But when he reached up and got my bottle, you could hear me for blocks around