Seems to me That cheap wine Always comes with murder No matter what angle or side A dangerous drink Up here in westcoast Canada They call it GOOF cause that's what you turn into when you drink it Basically a maniac P$ The resonator Makes this song even darker than the 12string version Amazing artist Majick really It's like Charlie's tapped into And mastered An old esotoric AnCient sound technology Alchemical equations Each note Felt and heard over and over again Like In A giant whole that makes up the sum The sounds of A creepy old grandfather clock Counting off Many many Twisted nights several Death knells For the fallen ones All the time All the time I opened the door and let it all in on me Piled it high No time left today wonder why Never is in this life Don't think twice just strike first And As they say you've won The prize is more blood on your hands And builds a crazy hatred in your mind
[Chorus] I see all these old ladies Coming in here and buy cheap wine They ain't no better They ain't no better than all these bums That come in here and buy cheap wine [Verse 1] I'm leanin' against the counter on a gloomy day Snow fallin', clear the sidewalks and the entry way For all the old folks, and the bums and hustlers and the rude kids I can't stand the sight of any of 'em I wish I could sell this place I wish I could buy a boat And sail away [Chorus] I see all these old ladies Coming in here and buy cheap wine They ain't no better They ain't no better than all these bums That come in here and buy cheap wine [Verse 2] And I know I ain't got it so bad I can go home at night and sometimes I quit drinkin' when I want to There ain't nobody here to bother me There ain't nobody here to bother me I keep the liquor store open past curfew some nights So I don't have to go home [Chorus] I see all these old ladies Coming in here to buy cheap wine They ain't no better, lord No better than all these bums That come in here and buy cheap wine [Verse 3] I never meant to do anything wrong or do any harm I framed that kid, he wasn't so bright He wasn't so bright, he was just drunk all the time Anyway they killed him not me I've got a business here to run I've got property here He had nothing [Chorus] I see all these old ladies Coming in here to buy cheap wine They ain't no better, lord They ain't no better than all these bums That come in here and buy cheap wine [Verse 4] But I'm better than all this Crazy derelicts can go to hell I'm better than this I make my own way And sometimes I'll open the store an hour before daybreak And put all the labels facing out I'm so tired of all these labels Why don't they just say it It's cheap wine [Chorus] I see all these old ladies Coming in here to buy cheap wine They ain't no better, lord No better than all these bums That come in here and buy cheap wine [Outro] Leanin' against the counter On a gloomy day, snow fallin' Clear the sidewalks and the entry way
There's a very dark story going on in this song and there's a very good chance that that story plays out often in reality. I come back here often to try and imagine what may have gone on. Like the proverbial train wreck, I can't stop watching and listening.
He has a way to put you in his music and feel not hear what he is saying. His resonance becomes trapped in your own body. You know what he feels. I am so happy to have stumbled upon this master.
The Brewhouse in Duluth would host Charlie Wednesday nights and serve $2 or $3 pints I can't remember it was 15-20 years ago. No cover. Charlie played in the corner, it was dark and peaceful. After a few hours the beer would be hitting and Charlie would have the whole place jumping, and stompin and dancing. Some of the best nights of my life. Maybe 40 people just dancing and drinking getting lost in the bliss of Charlie's steel slide guitar.
Whats the word "THUNDERBIRD":) me and my drinking buddies Mogan & David would have gave$ 1.99 for these lyrics 30 yrs ago :) great jammin. thanks Peace takes Practice. Rick
Very nice band, guys! Good players .. and everyone sings. That's great. Good video also, shows a lot of versatility. Where are you all located? [from Roger Poole - bass player/harmony singer for the Cactus Jack band in Fredericksburg, VA.
