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R: Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
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When you gonna let me get sober?
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Leave me alone, let me go home,
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Let me go home and start over.
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1. Ramblin' 'round this dirty old town,
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Singin' for nickels and dimes,
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Time's gettin' rough, I ain't got enough
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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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