Jimmie Rodgers – Kisses Sweeter Than Wine (Guitar)

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 Well, when I was a young man; never been kissed,

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I got to thinkin' it over how much I had missed.

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So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then, and then,

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 Oh, Lordy, well, I kissed her again, because...

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 She had kisses sweeter than wine,

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She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine.

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(Sweeter than wine)...

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Well, I asked her to marry and to be my sweet wife,

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I told her we'd be so happy for the rest of our life.

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I begged and I pleaded like a natural man,

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And then, whoops oh Lordy, well she gave me her hand, because...

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 She had kisses sweeter than wine,

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She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine.

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(Sweeter than wine)...

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Well, we worked very hard; both me and my wife,

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Workin' hand-in-hand to have a good life.

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We had corn in the field and wheat in the bin,

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And then, whoops oh Lord, I was the father of twins, because...

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 She had kisses sweeter than wine,

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She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine.

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(Sweeter than wine)...

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Well, our children they numbered just about four,

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And they all had a sweetheart a-knockin' on the door.

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They all got married and they wouldn't hesitate,

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I was, whoops oh Lord, the grandfather of eight, because...

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 She had kisses sweeter than wine,

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She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine.

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(Sweeter than wine)...

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Well, now that I'm old and I'm a'ready to go,

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I get to thinkin' what happened, a long time ago.

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 Had a lot of kids, a lot of trouble and pain,

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But then, whoops oh Lordy, well, I'd do it all again, because...

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 She had kisses sweeter than wine,

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She had, mmm, mmm, kisses sweeter than wine...