Wino on the street, drinkin' a bottle of booze   Ain't got nothing to say, yeah, and he don't got much to lose   Times are on his face, blisters on his brain   Wonders who's at fault, knows that he's to blame      Thinks back on his childhood and wonders the reasons why?   Why some men have made it rich? Why some men have cried?   Reaching out his hand, Lord, for a nickel or a dime   Livin' every day, yeah, for one more taste of wine      Wino, soon you've got to choose   How long must you take abuse?   Wino, you wasn't born to lose   Sweet wine is making you a fool      Yeah talk to me      Wino on the street, drinkin' a bottle of booze   He ain't got nothing to say, and he don't got much to lose   I want to help him out with his troubles and woes   I guess he's a happy young man, God in heaven only knows      Wino, soon you've got to choose   Just how long baby, must you take abuse?   Wino, you wasn't born to lose   Sweet wine is making you a fool      Yonder come a man, now this I know   Now you better find some place to go   Yonder come a man to take you downtown   He don't want you hanging around   Ohh let's get off this complete ground   Well long as the wild goes