Kisses Sweeter Than Wine PaulÂ Campbell,Â JoelÂ Newman
When [F]I was a [C]young man and [Dm]never been [C]kissed,
I got to [Am]thinking it [C]over and [Dm]what I had missed.
I [F]got me a [C]gal and I [Dm]kissed her and [C]then,
Oh, [Am]Lord, I [Dm]kissed her again.
[F]Oh [C]oh k[Dm]isses s[Am]weeter than w[D]ine,
[F]Oh [C]oh k[Dm]isses s[Am]weeter than w[D]ine.
I asked her to marry and be my sweet wife,
We would be so happy the rest of our lives.
I begged and I pleaded like a natural man,
And then, oh Lord, She gave me her hand.
I worked mighty hard and so did my wife,
Working hand in hand to make a good life.
With corn in the field and wheat in the bin,
I was, oh Lord, the father of twins.
Our children numbered just about four,
And they all had sweethearts knockin' at the door.
They all got married and they didn't hesitate,
I was, oh Lord, grandfather of eight.
Now we are old and ready to go,
We get to thinkin' what happened a long time ago.
Had a lot of kids, trouble and pain,
But, oh Lord, we'd do it again.
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