Lyrics

Sitting on a bench Wastin' my time Friend come by had a dollar So we went and bought some wine Walkin' down the tracks Laughin' and drinkin' My feet start to stumble And my breath starts a stinkin' (Chorus) Blackberry brandy, three dollar wine Tall boys and forties, they get me everytime Passing a bottle and I wind up in the can Get out tomorrow, I'm gonna do it again And I know I should be lookin' for a job But it sound too much like work to me Workin' hard, hardly workin' You can take me out and put some other jerk in Money in the bank, it'd sure come in handy But it don't taste nothing' like that blackberry brandy (Chorus) (Verse 1) (Chorus)