Bringing in the sheaves
Bringing in the sheaves
We will come rejoicing
Bringing in the sheaves, WOW!

L.A. in the summer of '69
I went downtown and bought some wine
I wasted my head on 3 quarts o' juice
And now the grapes won't cut me lose
Cause I'm a wino man
Wino man
Hooka!
WINO MAN

36, 24, hips about 30
(36, 24, hips about 30)
Seen a fine lady and I started talkin' dirty
(Seen a fine lady and I started talkin' dirty)
She looked at me and raised the thumb
(Thumb, yeah)
And said, "Jam down the road, you funky-ass bum"
(Jam it down, jam it down, funky-ass bum
That's no way to talk to a lady)
Cause you're a wino man
Don't you know I am
WINO MAN
I, I went to the country
And while I was gone
A roller-headed lady
Caught me weedling on her lawn
I'm so ashamed, but I'm a wino man
And I can't help myself
HELP ME SOMEBODY!

'Cause I'm a wino man
Wino man
WINO MAN

My guitar playing
And my wino career are in a slump
'Cause I find myself now living
In a cardboard refrigerator box down by the Houston dump
And, oh my God, I'm so fuckin' ashamed of myself
(Ashamed of myself)
I feel like goin' up to the . . . WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I've been drinkin' all night and my eyes are gettin' red
Well I crashed in the gutter and busted my head
Got bugs in my coat
Been scratchin' like a dog
I can't stand water
And I stink like a hog
Give me FIVE bucks
And a hot meal
Give me FIVE bucks
And a hot meal
Give me FIVE bucks
And a hot meal
Give me FI-I-I-I-I-I . .
Maybe an old overcoat or two
Maybe an old overcoat or two
Maybe an old overcoat or two
Oh, I just love overcoats
I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
I'm cryin' for Sharleena
Don't you know?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
Where she done went
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been

I'm cryin'
I'm cryin'
Cryin' (no!) for Sharleena
Can't you see?
I called up all my baby's friends
'N ask'n um
(Yeah, what)
Where she done went
(Where she done went)
But nobody 'round here seems to know
Where my Sharleena's been
Where my Sharleena's been

Ten long years I've been lov'n her
Ten long years
And I thought deep down in my heart
She was mine
Ten long years I've been lov'n her
Ten long years
I would call her my baby, and now
I'm always cryin'
(I'm cryin', yes, I'm cryin')
Ooooh!
Ooooh!

I would be so delighted
(Na-na-na na-na-na na-na na-na-na)
I would be so delighted
(Na-na-na na-na-na na-na na-na-na)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
(Na-na-na na-na na-na-na-na . . . Oooooh)

I would be so delighted
(Na-na-na na-na-na na-na na-na-na)
I would be so delighted
(Na-na-na na-na-na na-na na-na-na)
If they would just
Send her on home to me
(Na-na-na na-na na-na-na-na . . . Oooooh
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na-na . . . Oooooh
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na-na . . . Oooooh
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na-na . . . Oooooh)

Sharleena-leena
(Na-na-na na-na na-na na-na-na-ah!)
Sharleena-leena
(Na-na-na na-na na-na na-na-na-ah!)
Sharleena-leena
(Na-na-na na-na na-na na-na-na-ah!)
Sharleena-leena
(Na-na-na na-na na-na na-na-na-ah!)
I'm cry-y-y-y-yin'
(For Sharleena)
I'm cry-y-y-y-yin'
(For Sharleena
For Sharleena)
Hear me cryin'
(For Sharleena)
Hear me cryin'
(I called up all my baby friend's and ask'n um)
I'm cryin' for Sharleena
(Where my baby went)
Hear me cryin'
For Sharleena
(But nobody seems to know . . . )
Hear me cryin'
For Sharleena
For Sharleena
And now I'm cry-cry-cry-cry-cryin'
And now I'm cry-cry-cry-cry-cryin'
For Sharleena
For Sharleena
For Sharleena
For Sharleena
Can you hear cry-cry-cry-cry-cry-cry-cry-cryin'
For Sharleena
Hear me cryin'
Cry-cry-cry-cry-cry-cry
Hear me cryin'
For Sharleena
No, no, no, no . .
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la . .

Why doesn't somebody somewhere right here
In the middle of the alps and the home of the saint Bernard and the cheese fondue and the Dutch chocolate
Swiss Chocolate
Swiss Cheese
(Oh yeah, fine)
Why don't you send her home?
Why can't you send my ever-loving Sharleena home?
Send my baby home
Why don't you send her home to . .
Me!

I
(I oh I oh I)
Must be free
My
(My oh my oh my oh my)
Fake I.D
Freeeeeees me
Gotta do a few things
To make my life complete
(SURE YOU DO)
Gotta live my life
(Where?)
Out on the street
The difference between us
Is not very far
Cruising for burgers
In daddy's new car
My phony freedom card
Brings to me
Instantly
ECSTASY
ECSTASY
ECS-TA-SYYYYY