Is it the girls in the street?
Is it the ones that you’ll never meet?
Is it Paris in the spring?
Is it any of those things?
No, it’s the wine that makes me sad
Not the love I’ve never had
Or the things I’ve never seen
Or the places I’ve never been
It’s the wine that makes me sad
Is it the friends that are lost?
Were you the one left counting the cost?
Is it time falling away?
Is it the things you haven’t done today?
No, it’s the wine that makes me sad
Not the good times that I’ve had
Or the things I cannot change
Like the time that slips away
It’s the wine that makes me sad
Such a silly boy
Sat underneath the tree
Can’t go to his own party
It’s so easy
And all the girls from the factory
You piled them high for their bounty
Make me feel a little more like me
It’s so easy
And all the boys they held out their hands
Thinking what they were gonna get was for free
Couldn’t read the repayment plan
It’s so easy
Like standing up and not falling down
Nothing to do, nothing to figure out
Just put your feet firmly on the ground
It’s that easy