Lyrics:
Once there was time
Just drinking country wine
We'd all sit up on the back porch
With a good ole harp of mine
Won't you bring it on back
Bring
Once there was time
Just drinking country wine
We'd all sit up on the back porch
With a good ole harp of mine
Won't you bring it on back
Bring
daddy raised me
I put the boujee in the back roads
Give me a bonfire and some vino
I like my wine country
Boots muddy
A little California in
a brand new day||And we're going to take our time|(Gonna take our time)|Moving slow|Drinking country wine|Doing things that make you feel like living |(make
out just gotta give me time
I promise you one day real soon there won’t be no more crying
I’ll have you on vacation out the country sipping wine
I’ll
the air is good, and the day is fine,
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine,
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine,
In the country, in the country
the air is good, and the day is fine,
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine,
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine,
In the country, in the country
bed, on pun de couch
On pun de cupboard till it start fall down
She wine in de Country, she wine in Town
She's a wining Queen so she must get de Crown
My
Girl let me get some time
Ill take you cross the country eat it up Ill wine and dine
Ill hit it from the back ill have it dripping down your spine
I
this wine country
Ain't got no cellar but, hell, I got a Yeti
We keep it cheap 'cause it just don't age (tell 'em why)
The second that we see it,
this wine country
Ain't got no cellar but, hell, I got a Yeti
We keep it cheap 'cause it just don't age (Tell 'em why)
The second that we see it,
A mirror image of a silver sky,
Nests of pines and brandy wines, build this country to the sky
Do you remember now, the oblivion of youthful minds,
the vineyard on a warm summer night
We’re rodeo rowdy and wine country proud
This is my hometown
This is my hometown
I’m Livermore high, now you’re
the trail to the sacred ground
With you, wine country girl
Its the big surreal, the golden coast
Like a wild west shootout between two ghosts
Down 41 and up
pulse
When we Wine Country Waltzed
I remember driving up twenty-none
You were telling me what you wanted from life
Your hair shining gold in the sun
stealing my heart in the pale moon light
Singing along to old country songs, strawberry wine where the cool grass grows
Making my mind spin around and round
Summer vibes, come alive
Colourise, butterflies
Rum and ice, couple wines
Bump and grind, country drives
Booking flights, loving life
Me I pull
Was heading to wine country with my friends
For a day of song and wine
We'd been to hell and back and back again
And really needed to unwind…yeah
A mirror image of a silver sky,
Nests of pines and brandy wines, build this country to the sky
Do you remember now, the oblivion of youthful minds,
strawberry wine.
That boot scootin' country.
Is just one of a kind.
I turn on the radio and what do I hear?
c lot of bit of pop and a little rock n roll.
I'm
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
old boys can't do,
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine,
Country boy can survive,
Country folks can survive,
Cause ya can't starve us out and ya
our animals by our side
Or in the garden drinking country wine
We care about the planet; we want world peace right now
And we believe in Mother Nature
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