Please Don't Sell My Daddy No More Wine Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

PLEASE DON'T SELL MY DADDY NO MORE WINE 

(Red Lane) 

'69 Tree Publishing 

Please don't sell my daddy no more wine no more wine 

Mama don't want him drinking all the time 

Please don't sell my daddy no more wine no more wine 

He may be no good but he's still mine 

Late one night in Old Joe's friendly barroom 

Two men were standin' drinking all alone 

Thinkin' of the days they were younger 

Talking about the women they had known 

When there in the dim light of the tavern 

A sweet young girl came softly to their side 

And two one man surprised looked upon two tear stained eyes 

And saw his own sweet daughter's there a crying 

Please don't sell my daddy... 

My daddy used to buy me pretty dresses 

Now it's only hand-me-downs and worn out shoes 

It's because of you I know that I wear these ragged clothes 

For you're the man who sells my daddy booze 

Her father looked down on the glass that he was holding 

As the teardrops trickled down his solemn face 

I been here Joe so long now it's time that I was gone 

Going home to stay I'll never see this place 

Please don't sell my daddy... 

Don't you do it don't you do it 

Don't you sell my daddy no more wine no more wine 

He may be no good but he's still mine