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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 enough
      G        D7        G
   To buy me a bottle of wine.
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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.
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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?
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   Preacher will preach, teacher will teach,
   Miner will dig in the mine.
   I ride the rods, trusting in God
   Huggin' my bottle of wine.
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