(coverdale/lord/marsden/moody/murray/paice)



I ain't an educated man

As all you fleet street preachers know,

It's just the simple things in life

Get my motor running, ready to go

If i can make you smile

I will raise my glass,

An' if you don't like it

Then, baby, you can kiss my ass!

You can tell me it's wrong,

But, i love wine, women an' song



Give me a good time woman,

An' a love potion bottle of booze

'cos i got a juke box heart

Full of honky tonk rhythm an' blues

You better lock up your daughter, your sister too,

If get in my way, i'm gonna rock an' roll over you,

Ain't nothing you can do



You can tell it's wrong,

But i love wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song, talking 'bout

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long

Wine, women an' song,



Give me a rock an' roll band

With a mean an' dirty blues guitar,

Take me to a dance hall palace

With a twenty four hour bar

Then you better lock up your daughter, your sister too,

If you get in my way, i'm gonna rock an' roll over you,

Ain't nothing you can do



You can tell me it's wrong,

But i love wine, women an' song

Wine, women an' song, talking 'bout

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long,

Wine, women an' song



Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song

You get what you can

But, don't take too long,

Wine, women an' song



Wine, women an' song






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