It's been awhile since I've posted a love song to my beloved. She doesn't read Rocket Jones, but word gets back to her.
Dust On The BottlePosted by Ted at August 12, 2004 06:10 AM | TrackBack
(David Lee Murphy/Jimbeau Hinson)Creole Williams lived down a dirt road
Made homemade wine like nobody I know
Dropped by one Friday night and said can you help me Creole
Got a little girl waitin' on me and I wanna treat her rightI got what you need son, it's sittin down in the cellar
He reached through the cobwebs as he turned on the light and saidThere might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It's one of those things that gets sweeter with timeShe was sittin in the porch swing as I pulled up the driveway
My ole heart was racing as she climbed inside
She slid over real close and drove down to the lake road
Watched the sun fade in that big red skyI reached under the front seat and said, now here's something special
It's just been waiting for a night like tonightThere might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It's one of those things that gets sweeter with timeYou're still with me, and we've made some memories
After all these years theres one thing I've found
Some say good love, well it's like a fine wine
It keeps getting better as the days go byThere might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It's one of those things that gets sweeter with time
Great song!
I'd like to have someone to sing/post a song like that to. You must be a lucky guy.
Posted by: GEBIV at August 12, 2004 08:39 PMWhat GEBIV said.
Posted by: Tuning Spork at August 12, 2004 11:30 PMI am lucky, and I know it. :)
Posted by: Ted at August 13, 2004 11:45 AM