Prairie Fire Wine

Do you have the time?
Could you write my next line?
Did you even wish to be mine?
sweet lil boy
With the huckleberry shine

But you'll never come back to me
Always too blind to really see
What was lost was not for sale
Now I'll keep my heart in jail

Drinkin prairie fire wine
Making love was not your kind
Faking nothing, let me be
Green eyes make envy the enemy

Pull my hat low 'cross the face
Pickin up my heart's melting pace
Childrens' laughter's not enough
The Wolves' howl is just too rough

Drinkin prairie fire wine
Dusty road's the final line
There's not one I wouldn't cross
To feel it less, this aching loss

Spilling prairie fire wine
deepest grapes, they need a vine
And There's only one thing ever free
That's what you took away from me.