Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over Well, I'm ramblin' around this dirty old town Singin' for nickels and dimes Time's getting rough, I ain't got enough To buy little bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over Well, a little hotel, older than hell Cold as the dark in the mine Blanket so thin, I lie there and grin I got a little bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over Well, the preacher will preach and the teacher will teach The miner will dig in the mines I ride the rods, trusting in God Hugging my bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and 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 To buy a little bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over Bottle of wine, fruit in the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Let me alone, let me go home Let me go back and start over