[D]The grapes in Mary's vineyard are the [A} sweetest on the [D] vine [D] Old man Oscar Dill lived back in the Tennessee hills He's got him two or three stills and he makes heavy [A]wa [D]ter Oh I worked for him one time runnin' sour mash across the line And he warned me to pay no mind to his three [A]daugh[D]ters Chorus: Yeah [G]one was eighteen and [D] one was twenty two [A]one was just my [D]age [G]One by one I [D]opened the door [A]to the gilded cage (yes I did now) [G] He don't know and I [D] ain't gonna tell him [A]what I've done one [D]time [G]Cause he thinks he raised [D] three little angels [A]ah I think that's [D] fine [G] I made love to [D] his sweet Martha and [A] pretty little Caro[D]line [G] But the grapes in Mary's [D] vineyard are the [A] sweetest on the [D] vine [D] Now old man Oscar Dill said he wouldn't hesitate to kill Anybody messin' round his stills or his three [A] daugh[D]ters But even so late at night when the moon wasn't shining too bright I'd sneaked around get brave all right sippin' his heavy [A] wa[D]ter Chorus G] I made love to [D] his sweet Martha and [A] pretty little Caro[D]line [G] But the grapes in Mary's [D] vineyard are the [A] sweetest on the [D] vine[Thanks to cowboyup1876 for tabs]