Il testo della Wine

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It cost me my family it cost me my home gave me a dark dirty street to roam
Made me a drifter made me a bum looking for a hand out looking for a chum
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( steel )
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It's cold in the country cold in the town
Cold anywhere when you sleep on the ground
I lost all my courage i lost all my pride where oh lordy can a wine hide
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