Jim White
Jim White - Fruit Of The Vine lyrics
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Out in the junkyard in the pines They're working over time Hacking back them vines That are eating up their minds Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine We're doing 30 in a 45 Disregarding highway signs You learn to take your time Down south in the summertime Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine It ain't no crime in being alive It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by Lead our lives one day at a time Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south Living on the fruit of the vine Now some say love come COD Others turn to G O D Cash it in on PCP, IOUs and IEDs Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine Scraps of paper in a tree Photographs and memories Train wrecks of tangled dreams Lives coming apart at the seams Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine It ain't no crime in being alive It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by Lead our lives one day at a time Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south Just living on the fruit of the vine It ain't no crime in being alive It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by Lead our lives one day at a time Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south Living on the fruit of the vine Now that old vine, it never sleeps And it strangles as it creeps Out in the junkyard in the pines Fall asleep and you will die Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine You think you're gonna get your little piece of the sky Up in the sweet by and by? As for me I believe I'll try to get mine before I die Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine 'Cause it ain't no crime in being alive It ain't no sin, we're just trying to get by Lead our lives one day at a time Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south Living on the fruit of the vine, living on the fruit of the vine Living on the fruit of the vine, living on the fruit of the vine