Bottle Of Wine Lyrics - Live At Mccabe's Guitar Shop - Tom Paxton

Ramblin' around this dirty old town 

Singin' for nickels and dimes 

Times getting rough I ain't got enough 

To buy me a bottle of wine 

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine 

When you gonna let me get sober 

Leave me along, let me go home 

I wann'a go back and start over 

Little hotel, older than Hell 

Cold and as dark as a mine 

Blanket so thin, I lie there and grin 

Buy me little bottle of wine 

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine 

When you gonna let me get sober 

Leave me along, let me go home 

I wann'a go back and start over 

Aches in my head, bugs in my bed 

Pants so old that they shine 

Out on the street, tell the people I meet 

Won'ch buy me a bottle of wine 

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine 

When you gonna let me get sober 

Leave me along, let me go home 

I wann'a go back and start over 

Teacher must teach, and the preacher must preach 

Miner must dig in the mine 

I ride the rods, trusting in God 

And hugging my bottle of wine 

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine 

When you gonna let me get sober 

Leave me along, let me go home 

I wann'a go back and start over