WARM RED WINE by Ernest Tubb [words and music by Cindy Walker] Put a [C] nickel in the [C7] jukebox And [F] let it [C] play For my heart is loaded with [G] pain Pull the [C] cork from the [C7] bottle Of the [F] warm red [C] wine And fill my [G] glass up a- [C] gain Fill my [F] glass up to the brim Till it [C] flows o'er the rim Like the tears flow in this heart of [G] mine And I'll [C] say so [C7] long To the [F] dreams that are [C] gone On account of the [G] warm red [C] wine {solo} Oh a prison of stone With its cold iron bars Is no more a prison than mine I'm a prisoner of drink Who can never escape From the chains of the warm red wine So fill my glass up to the brim Till it flows o'er the rim Like the tears flow in this heart of mine And I'll say so long To the dreams that are gone On account of the warm red wine