Bottle Of Wine chords by Fireball

Bottle of Wine chords
The Fireballs (Tom Paxton)

A
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
                          E A
when you gonna let me get sober?

Leave me alone, let me go home,
                         E A
let me go home and start over.

A                    D         A
Rambling around this dirty old town,
            D           A
singing for nickels and dimes
               D              A
Time's getting rough, I ain't got enough
            D         A
to buy me a bottle of wine.

A
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
                          E A
when you gonna let me get sober?

Leave me alone, let me go home,
                         E A
let me go home and start over.

A                D          A
Pain in my head, bugs in my bed,
             D             A
pants are so old that they shine.
           D                         A
Out on the street, tell the people I meet
            D         A
to buy me a bottle of wine?

A
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
                          E A
when you gonna let me get sober?

Leave me alone, let me go home,
                         E A
let me go home and start over.

A
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
                          E A
when you gonna let me get sober?

Leave me alone, let me go home,
                         E A
let me go home and start over.

A
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
                          E A
when you gonna let me get sober?

Leave me alone, let me go home,
                         E A
let me go home and start over.

                         E A
Let me go home and start over.
                         E A
Let me go home and start over.


Tom Paxton's lyrics

A             D          A
Little hotel, older than hell,
            D         A
dark as the coal in a mine.
             D                     A
Blankets are thin, I lay there and grin,
               D         A
I got a little bottle of wine.

A                     D            A
Preacher will preach, teacher will teach,
           D          A
miner will dig in the mine.
           D                 A
I ride the rods, trusting in God
           D         A
huggin' my bottle of wine.


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