Judy Collins - Bottle of Wine lyrics

Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over Ramblin' around this dirty old town Singin' for nickels and dimes Time's 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 Let me alone, let me go home Let me back and start over There's a little hotel, older than Hell Cold as the dark in the mine Blanket so thin, I lie there and grin Buy me a little bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back to start over Well the preacher will preach and the teacher will teach The miner will 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 Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back to start over Well, pain in my head and bugs in my bed My pants so old that they shine Out on the street, tell the people I meet Buy me a little bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back to start over Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back to start over