Well I sat down at a table
Next to the party
And I could see they were heaving
A good time
So I ordered up a bottle
Of the same thing they were drinking
But it didn't do a thing to ease my mind
Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine
When I turn to the bottle
Heartaches is all I find
Some people get happy
But I just keep on crying
Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine
When I look in the bottle
I see your reflection
But I turn it up and drink it
Like a fool
This wine don't kill my feelings
So I might as well be leaving
And let somebody else have my stool
Guess it all depends on how you drink the wine
When I turn to the bottle
Heartaches is all I find
Some people get happy
But I just keep on crying
Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine
Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine