Please don't sell my daddy no more wine no more wine
   Mama don't want him drinking all the time
   Please don't sell my daddy no more wine no more wine
   He may be no good but he's still mine
  
   Late one night in Old Joe's friendly barroom two men were standin' drinking all alone
   Thinkin' of the days they were younger talkin' about the women they had known
   When there in the dim light of the tavern a sweet young girl came softly to their side
   And two one man surprised looked upon two tear stained eyes
   And saw his own sweet daughter's there a cryin'
   Please don't sell my daddy...
  
   My daddy used to buy me pretty dresses
   Now it's only hand-me-downs and worn out shoes
   It's because of you I know that I wear these ragged clothes
   For you're the man who sells my daddy booze
   Her father looked down on the glass that he was holding
   As the teardrops trickled down his solemn face
   I been here Joe so long now it's time that I was gone
   Going home to stay I'll never see this place
   Please don't sell my daddy...
   Don't you do it don't you do it don't you sell my daddy no more wine no more wine
   He may be no good but he's still mine