George Jones. Wine Colored Roses.

This is the best way anybody has ever articulated their still-raging alcoholism:

“I sent her some wine colored roses

The color of grapes on the vine

When she sees the wine colored roses

They’ll tell her, I’m still on the wine.” 

Not only do I love George sending his ex-lover wine colored roses to let her know how he is doing, but I get such a kick out of the fact that he says “they’ll tell her: I’m still on the wine.” Still on the wine!

Bad news, folks: I’m still on the beer.

Happy Country Friday.