Tom Paxton

Bottle of wine

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine
When ya gonna let me get sober
Leave me alone, let me go home
Let me go back and start over.

Ramblin' 'round this dirty old town
Singin' for nickels and dimes
Times are tough, I can't get enough
To buy a bottle of wine

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine. . .

Little hotel, older than hell
Dark as the coal in a mine
Blankets are thin, I lie there and grin
Huggin' my bottle of wine

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine. . .

Pain in my head, bugs in the bed
Pants are so old that they shine
Out on the street tell the people I meet
"Hey, buy me a bottle of wine"

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine. . .