cleo williams lived down a dirt road

made homemade wine like nobody i know

dropped by one friday night said can you help me cleo

got a little girl waiting on me and i want to treat her right

i got what you need son it's just down in the cellar

he reached through the cobwebs as he turned on the light and said



there might be a little dust on the bottle

but don't let it fool you about what's inside

there might be a little dust on the bottle

but it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time



sitting in a porch swing as i pulled in the driveway

my old heart went racing as you climbed inside

slid over a little closer and we drove down the lake road

watched the sun fade in that big red sky

i reached under the front seat and said here's something special

it's been waiting for a night like tonight i said



there might be a little dust on the bottle

but don't let it fool you about what's inside

there might be a little dust on the bottle

but it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time



you're still with me

we made some memories

after all these years there's one thing i found

some say true love is like a fine wine

it keeps getting better as the days goes by



there might be a little dust on the bottle

but don't let it fool you about what's inside

there might be a little dust on the bottle

but it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time



there might be a little dust on the bottle

but don't let it fool you about what's inside

there might be a little dust on the bottle

but it's one of those things that gets sweeter with time