Country wine, life is sweet With my feet under the table And all that country food to eat Country wine, I raise a glass up to my lips As you walk into the kitchen You pass me by and sway your hips We could go out on the front porch And swing along to Bill Monroe Why would we be going nowhere If we got nowhere else to go? Country wine, never tasted so good You glance at me over your shoulder I think I understood Later I can hang my belt On our big four-poster bed You can lie there naked Just like the day that we were wed Country wine, life is sweet I got my feet under the table And all that country food to eat I got my feet under the table And all that country food to eat