G R: Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,G D G When you gonna let me get sober?G Leave me alone, let me go home,G D G Let me go home and start over.G D C G 1. Ramblin' 'round this dirty old town,G D G Singin' for nickels and dimes,G D C G Time's gettin' rough, I ain't got enoughG D7 G To buy me a bottle of wine. R: 2. Little hotel, older than hell, Dark as the coal in a mine. Blankets are thin, I lay there and grin, I got a little bottle of wine. R: 3. Pain in my head, bugs in my bed, Pants are so old that they shine. Out on the street, tell the people I meet Won't you buy me a bottle of wine? R: Preacher will preach, teacher will teach, Miner will dig in the mine. I ride the rods, trusting in God Huggin' my bottle of wine. R: