White Port Old 97's

[Chorus]
For all [is want of wonder?] and the sky was sad and blue
The grass was green from envy, no roots under my shoes
I ride the longest, hardest, fastest routes there are to ride
And all is done with style and grace and white port at my side

[Verse 1]
I came into the world of things a pauper I am told
For the things I never got, I'm thankful to my bones
With all its lack of gold and green my life has good supply
Of treasure in the silver stars and white port at my side

[Chorus]
For all [is want of wonder?] and the sky was sad and blue
The grass was green from envy, no roots under my shoes
I ride the longest, hardest, fastest routes there are to ride
And all is done with style and grace and white port at my side

[Verse 2]
I gave the lass I promised that I'd be out west that day
I headed east as fast as my two feet could back away
All compliments and commitments I've dispensed far and wide
But all was said with smiling face and white port at my side

[Chorus]
For all [is want of wonder?] and the sky was sad and blue
The grass was green from envy, no roots under my shoes
I ride the longest, hardest, fastest routes there are to ride
And all is done with style and grace and white port at my side