Red, red (G)wine,

go to my (G)head,

make me for (G)get that I

still need her (G)so.

Red, red (G)wine,

it’s up to (G)you.

All I can (G)do, I’ve done;

but mem ’ries won’t (G)go.

No, mem ’ries won’t (G)go.

I’d have (D)thought

that with (G)time

thoughts of (C)her would leave my (G)head.

I was (D)wrong,

and I (G)find

just one (C)thing (Em7)makes (Am7)me (C)for (D)get.

Red, red (G)wine,

stay close to (G)me.

Don’t let me (G)be a lone;

it’s tear ing a (G)part

my blue, blue (G)heart.