To learn the secret of your life, my friend
One little hair divides the false and true,
And on that little hair it starts and ends.
divides the false and true,
this hair will lead you to the drinking room
and to the wives of your great
landlord too. I rolled in pain down on
that sawdust floor the drinking floor I
prayed to heaven to open its golden door I
groaned and yelled how long must I roll
You must roll here till you are you no more
I wasted lots of hours in a hot pursuit
Of this and that argument and dispute
Better to kiss the lip with laughing grapes
Than eating sad, or proud,
or bitter fruit I'm glad I went off on my big carouse
Divorced old dried -up reason
Took this daughter of the vine to spouse
What is and isn't I prove by rule and line
And up and down by logic I define I
guess you thought I was a deep wise man
I never went deep in anything but wine
My drinkin' door eased open last night
I saw a lady with an angel shape
She handed me a glass of wisdom juice
I drank it down and found that
Can make our racial haters dance in rings,
Can make our seventy -two
fighting priests and princes
Sing sinful songs and tease my
then would he dare, he wouldn't dare,
I'd drink my wine and bless your
well, then who set it there?