Letra de Who Will Buy The Wine

Not long ago you held our baby's bottle But the one you're holding now's a different kind You just sit and wait to be somebody's baby And it all depends on who will buy the wine Whoever sets 'em up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be blind You'll never know whose lips you'll soon be kissing And it all depends on who will buy the wine [ fiddle - steel ] The kind of life you're living since you've left me I'm sure it's not the life you thought you choosed That honky tonky world is not so flashy Bright lights and blues is all it really knows Whoever sets 'em up and tips the waitress...