And a year since I saw you There´s a trunk in the corner I keep all my letters My bills and demands I keep too
Well I can´t help thinking About the times You were a wife of mine You aimed to please me Cooked black-eyed peas me Made elderberry wine
Drunk all the time Feeling fine on elderberry wine Those were the days We´d lay in the haze Forget depressive times How can I ever get it together
Without a wife in line To pick the crop and get me hot On elderberry wine
Round a tree in the summer A fire in the fall Flat out when they couldn´t stand The bottle went round Like a woman down south Passed on from hand to hand