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Verse1: C G F C
Creole Williams lived down a dirt road
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made homemade wine like nobody I know
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dropped by one Friday night and said can you help me Creole
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got a little girl waitin' on me and I wanna treat her right, he said
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I got what you need son, it's sittin down in the cellar
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he reached through the cobwebs as he turned on the light and said
Chorus: C G F C
There might be a little dust on the bottle
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but don't let it fool ya about what's inside
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There might be a little dust on the bottle
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it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time
Verse2:
she 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 sky
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I reached under the front seat and said, now here's something special
it's just been waiting for a night like tonight
{Chorus}
{SOLO - over verse}
Bridge3:
you're still with me, we 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 by
{Chorus with stops on first half}
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{SOLO 2 over Chorus}