There´s a fly in the window
A dog in the yard
And a year since I saw you
There´s a trunk in the corner
I keep all my letters
My bills and demands I keep too

Well I can´t help thinking
About the times
You were a wife of mine
You aimed to please me
Cooked black-eyed peas-me
Made elderberry wine

Drunk all the time
Feeling fine on elderberry wine
Those were the days
We´d lay in the haze
Forget depressive times
How can I ever get it together
Without a wife in line
To pick the crop and get me hot
On elderberry wine

Round a tree in the summer
A fire in the fall
Flat out when they couldn´t stand
The bottle went round
Like a woman down south
Passed on from hand to hand