Roger Alan Wade Sweet Wine Of Sorrow Lyrics

I's standin' in the mornin' rain outside that Norfolk
Southern Yard
Rollin' dice like a train, the wind was blowin' hard

I'm down 20 to the devil, hell I hope he'll take a
check
I'll kiss his ass 'til I get level, then I'll break his
neck

I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't
no tomorrow

I was cursed from the first with a thirst for the sweet
wine of sorrow

Ah there's things a man can do to himself where his own
parents don't recognize his face

And there's things he does to everybody else that even
true love can't erase

And you wind up scattered all in pieces and you spend
your life tryin' to understand

When you figure it out you realize it's your
selfishness between you and the promised land

I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't
no tomorrow
I been cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow
Hallelujah I'd trade anything I can beg steal or borrow
I was cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow

Now I'm shattered on the sidewalk like them dishes that
they brought

When you were swollen with my baby and your daddy
bought that shotgun when we got caught

And now there ain't much that matters and to tell the
truth I still don't understand
So I think I'll go down to Madame Moreass and just
pretend you ever gave a damn

I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't
no tomorrow

I been cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow

Hallelujah I'd trade anything I can beg steal or borrow

I was cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow

Baby I's cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of sorrow

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INTRO: G

G D
I's standin' in the mornin' rain outside that Norfolk
Southern Yard
G
Rollin' dice like a train, the wind was blowin' hard
D
I'm down 20 to the devil, hell I hope he'll take a
check
G
I'll kiss his ass 'til I get level, then I'll break his
neck

C G
I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't
no tomorrow
D G
I was cursed from the first with a thirst for the sweet
wine of sorrow

G D
Ah there's things a man can do to himself where his own
parents don't recognize his face
G
And there's things he does to everybody else that even
true love can't erase
D
And you wind up scattered all in pieces and you spend
your life tryin' to understand
G
When you figure it out you realize it's your
selfishness between you and the promised land

CHORUS:
C G
I have drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't
no tomorrow
D G
I been cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow
C G
Hallelujah I'd trade anything I can beg steal or borrow
D G
I was cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow

BREAK: C Csus2 G D Dsus2 G

G D
Now I'm shattered on the sidewalk like them dishes that
they brought
G
When you were swollen with my baby and your daddy
bought that shotgun when we got caught
D
And now there ain't much that matters and to tell the
truth I still don't understand
G
So I think I'll go down to Madame Moreass and just
pretend you ever gave a damn

CHORUS

D C G
Baby I's cursed from the first with a thirst for that
sweet wine of sorrow