IRISH ROVERS


Bottle Of Wine Lyrics

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Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine,
When you gonna let me get sober?
Leave me along, let me go home.
Let me go back and start over.

Ramblin' around this dirty old town,
Singin' for nickels and dimes.
Times getting tough I ain't got enough,
To buy a little bottle of wine.

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Little hotel, older than Hell,
Dark as the coal in the mine.
Blanket so thin, I lay there and grin,
'Cause I got a little bottle of wine.

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It's a pain in my head, bugs in my bed,
And my pants are so old that they shine.
Out on the street, tell the people I meet,
To buy me a bottle of wine.

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A preacher will preach, and a teacher will teach,
And a miner will dig in the mine.
I ride the rods, trusting in God,
And huggin' my bottle of wine.

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