Oh, kisses sweeter than wine,
Oh, kisses sweeter than wine,

When I was a young man and never been kissed
I got to thinking it over what I had missed
I got me a girl, I kissed her and then
Oh Lord, I kissed her again

CHORUS

I asked her to marry and be my sweet wife,
And we would be so happy all of our life
I begged and I pleaded like a natural man, and then
Oh Lord, she gave me her hand

CHORUS

I worked mighty hard and so did my wife,
Workin' hand in hand to make a good life
Corn in the field and wheat in the bins, I was
Oh Lord, the father of twins

CHORUS

Our children numbered just about four,
And they all had sweethearts knockin' at the door
The all got married and didn't hesitate; I was
Oh Lord, the grandfather of eight

CHORUS

Now we are old, and ready to go,
We get to thinkin' what happened a long time ago
Had a lot of kids, trouble and pain, but,
Oh Lord, we'd do it again

CHORUS

Words by Paul Campbell, music by Joel Newman
Copyright TRO, renewed Folkways Music Publishers, Inc
The tune came from an Irish lament for a dead cow (via Leadbelly)
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