A                       E         A
I built her a castle of perma stone
                     E               A
But I should have reigned more with her
              D               A
Too often I left my queen alone
                 E            A
And that was no way to leave her
  
   A                    E         A
I rode out in quest of song and wine
                 E            A
And that was no way to treat her
                D                       A
I kept her hangin' like grapes on the vine
                 E           A
And that was no way to keep her

      D                                    A
Reds Good guy rode by on his milk white steed
      D                       A
And casually mentioned my misdeeds
                           E            A
He promised her love far greater than mine
                       E                        A
Thus pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine

   A                 E        A
I built her a castle with patios
               E             A
But I seldom cooked out upon it
               D           A
I bought her a TV with stereo
               E             A
But I never listened much to it

 A                            E            A                             
Now I have a castle but the queen's not home
                E           A
And that is no way to have her
             D                       A
I have the vine but the grapes are gone
               E                 A
And that's no way to run a vineyard

      D                                    A
Reds Good guy rode by on his milk white steed
      D                       A
And casually mentioned my misdeeds
                           E            A
He promised her love far greater than mine
                       E                        A
Thus pulled out and plucked my grapes from the vine