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Eric Burdon & War - Spill The Wine (1970)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Burdon
Eric Burdon
Lead Vocals
B.B. Dickerson
B.B. Dickerson
Bass
Charles Miller
Charles Miller
Flute
Harold Brown
Harold Brown
Drums
Howard Scott
Howard Scott
Guitar
Lee Oskar
Lee Oskar
Harmonica
Lonnie Jordan
Lonnie Jordan
Organ
Papa Dee Allen
Papa Dee Allen
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B.B. Dickerson
B.B. Dickerson
Songwriter
Howard Scott
Howard Scott
Songwriter
Harold Brown
Harold Brown
Songwriter
Lee Oskar
Lee Oskar
Songwriter
Lonnie Jordan
Lonnie Jordan
Songwriter
Charles Miller
Charles Miller
Songwriter
Eric Burdon
Eric Burdon
Songwriter
Papa Dee Allen
Papa Dee Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Chris Huston
Chris Huston
Engineer
Jerry Goldstein
Jerry Goldstein
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was once out strollin' one very hot summer's day
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
In a big field of tall grass
I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face
As I fell asleep and dreamed
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie
And that I was the star of the movie
This really blew my mind, the fact that me
An overfed, long-haired leapin' gnome
Should be the star of a Hollywood movie, hmm
But there I was, I was taken to a place
The hall of the mountain kings
I stood high up on a mountain top, naked to the world
In front of every kind of girl
There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones
Black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones
Out of the middle came a lady
She whispered in my ear something crazy
She said
[Verse 2]
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
[Verse 3]
I thought to myself, what could that mean?
Am I goin' crazy or is this just a dream?
Now, wait a minute, I know I'm lyin' in a field of grass somewhere
So it's all in my head and then
I heard her say one more time
[Verse 4]
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
[Verse 5]
I could feel hot flames of fire roarin' at my back
As she disappeared but soon she returned
In her hand was a bottle of wine, in the other a glass
She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
And raised it up to her lips and just before she drank it, she said
[Verse 6]
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, come on, come on
Spill the wine and take that pearl, take that pearl
[Verse 7]
Yeah
It's on, girl
All you gotta do is
Spill that wine, spill that wine
[Verse 8]
Let me feel
Let me feel hot, yeah yeah
Oh, oh mama
Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine
Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine, take that pearl
Written by: Charles Miller, Dee Allen, Harold Brown, Howard Scott, Lee Oskar, Lonnie Jordan, Morris Dickerson
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