Wino Rhino

Down in Napa's rolling green, (yeah) Grow grapes as far as the eyes can see (oh yeah) There lived a rhino with a taste for grapes so keen (uh huh) They call him the Wino Rhino, and he's living the dream (I know) [chorus] He's got a, horn polished like a fine Bordeaux He's got a, nose as red as a dry Merlo Wandering where the grapevines grow Don't you know? He's the Wino Rhino. They say when the weather is warm and dry (oh yeah) and the grapes are as swollen as a dew back's hide. (ya know it) Then the lips of the rhino open wide (sing it!) And he drinks from his glass till he's fuzzy inside. [bridge] [chorus] He's got a, horn polished like a fine Bordeaux He's got a, nose as red as a dry Merlo Wandering where the grapevines grow Don't you know? He's the Wino Rhino.