The Wino And I Know

Intro: The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet To the rhythm that only he knows And I've seen him in so many places I saw him on the night I was born In a Bourbon Street bar, I received my first scar From an old man so tattered and torn And the wino and I know the pain of street singin' Like the door-to-door salesman Knows the pains of bell ringin' Strange situation, wild occupation Livin' my life like a song The coffee is strong at the Cafe du Monde And the donuts are too hot to touch But just like a fool, when those sweet goodies cool I eat till I eat way too much 'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me Be they pastry or lobster or love I'm just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy In a world full of pushin' and shove Chorus: And the wino and I know the pain of back bustin' Like the farmer knows the pain Of his pickup truck rustin' Strange situation, wild occupation Livin' my life like a song Sweet sen~orita won't you please come with me Back to the island honey, back to the sea Back to the only place that I want to be Chorus: And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean Like a boy knows the joy Of his milkshake in motion Strange situation, wild occupation Livin' my life like a song Yes it's a strange situation, wild occupation Livin' my life like a song