Winter Muscadine
Moanin' Michelle Malone
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Had me a lover who didn't treat me right
We fight and cry and wore me down
While I was making read that line
Cheat was making time
I packed my tote for higher ground
What once was sweet grew so sour on the vine
Now it tastes like a winter muscadine
Well I walked on downtown for to find the man
Who helped turn my tears into a smile
We ducked down the alley just like we usually planned
But his wife was a waiting crocodile
What once was sweet grew so sour on the vine
Now it tastes like a winter muscadine
Let me be, oh mama, let me be
Let me be, oh mama, let me be
She's sharpening up her tongue
She's loading up her father bar
She's a pistol packing man of tail
And I'm running for my life
So I got me a sweet loving woman down the line
She don't like to holler or to scream
But she got a complicated modern kind of life
Now her man is coming after me
What once was sweet grew so sour on the vine
Now it tastes like a winter muscadine
Let me be, oh daddy, let me be
Let me be, oh daddy, let me be
He's chasing me around the block on his shiny motorbike
He's a rebel in the rebel and I'm rolling out of sight
Now I've seen sorrow grow a bitter fruit
It tastes like a winter muscadine
Well I stomp that grape and then I drink a toast to you
I soak it up like the sunshine
Yeah, I suck it up like southern kind
Yeah and it still tastes like a muscadine