Fruit Of The Vine - Jim White

Out in the junkyard in the pines

They’re working over time

Hacking back them vines

That are eating up their minds

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

We’re doing 30 in a 45

Disregarding highway signs

You learn to take your time

Down south in the summertime

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

It ain’t no crime in being alive

It ain’t no sin, we’re just trying to get by

Lead our lives one day at a time

Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south

Living on the fruit of the vine

Now some say love come COD

Others turn to G O D

Cash it in on PCP, IOUs and IEDs

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

Scraps of paper in a tree

Photographs and memories

Train wrecks of tangled dreams

Lives coming apart at the seams

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

It ain’t no crime in being alive

It ain’t no sin, we’re just trying to get by

Lead our lives one day at a time

Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south

Just living on the fruit of the vine

It ain’t no crime in being alive

It ain’t no sin, we’re just trying to get by

Lead our lives one day at a time

Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south

Living on the fruit of the vine

Now that old vine, it never sleeps

And it strangles as it creeps

Out in the junkyard in the pines

Fall asleep and you will die

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

You think you’re gonna get your little piece of the sky

Up in the sweet by and by?

As for me I believe I’ll try to get mine before I die

Fruit of the vine, that old fruit of the vine

'Cause it ain’t no crime in being alive

It ain’t no sin, we’re just trying to get by

Lead our lives one day at a time

Hand to mouth, low down in the dirty old south

Living on the fruit of the vine, living on the fruit of the vine

Living on the fruit of the vine, living on the fruit of the vine