(J. Christie)
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I've tasted the wines of France and I've tasted the wines of Spain and though many a wine is the same,
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There are none like the wines of Madeira.
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I've courted the girls of France and I've courted the girls of Spain and though most pretty girls are the same,
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There are none like the girls of Madeira.
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Oh, the girls who tend the vineyards in the provinces of France are the gayest girls for courting and they love to sing and dance,
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And they're happy in their vineyards and they smile upon romance and indeed, I would defend for you, the provinces of France,
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But there's not a vineyard anywhere that can compare with what I know. Why? I'll tell you why or better yet, come and we'll go.
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Oh, the girls who tend the vineyards in the provinces of Spain, they are spirited and fiery whether beautiful or plain,
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They are splendid in their vineyards in their languorous refrain and indeed, I would defend for you the provinces of Spain.
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But there's not a vineyard anywhere that can compare with what I know. Why? I'll tell you why or better yet, come and we'll go.
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You boast of the wines in France and you boast of the wines in Spain but your boast makes it very plain,
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That you not had the wines of Madeira.
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You boast of the girls in France and you boast of the girls in Spain but your boast makes it very plain,
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That you've not seen the girls of Madeira.
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The Wines Of Madeira
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| The Kingston Trio |
