Dandelion Wine

Way out in the pines
Where the tall trees grow
There lives a woman
In a house that she calls home
She’s waiting in the door
In her dress so fine
We’re gonna spend the afternoon
Drinking dandelion wine
Summertime is here, lord
Why did it take so long
Wintertime just did me in
Man, everything went wrong
But now I’m going back again
To the country where I’ll find
My baby with a gallon jug
Of that dandelion wine
Kenny’s on his tractor
And he’s pulling in the hay
And his son Davy’s got a shotgun
Says he’d rather it that way
Me, I’m just waiting
For that wagon to go by
And I’ll pass them up my gallon jug
Of that dandelion wine
Sometimes I sing for money
Sometimes I sing for food
But most times I sing for nothing
'Cause it’s all that I can do
But if you can spare a nickel
If you can spare a dime
I’m damn sure gonna spend it on
Some of that dandelion wine
So you can tell my city woman
I ain’t coming back no more
'Cause I’m gonna have a high time
Without ever waiting for
All of my best days you just come and go
I’m gonna live before I die
So just pass me up that gallon jug
Of your dandelion wine
So just pass me up that gallon jug
Of your dandelion wine
Oh, so just pass me up your gallon jug
Of that dandelion wine