Creal Williams lived down a dirt road

Made homemade wine like nobody I know

Dropped by one Friday night and said can you help me Creal

Got a little girl waitn' on me and I wanna treat her right



And he said I got what you need son

As we stepped down in the cellar

He reached through the cobwebs

And as he turned on the light he said



There might be a little dust on the bottle

But don't let it fool ya 'bout what's inside

There might be a little dust on the bottle

It's one of those things that gets sweeter with time



You were sittin' in the porch swing as I pulled up the driveway

My ol' heart was racin' as you climbed inside

You slid over real close and we drove down to the lake road

Watched the sun fade in that big red sky

I reached under the front seat and said

Now here's something special

It's just been waitin'

For a night like tonight....but,



There might be a little dust on the bottle

But don't let it fool ya 'bout what's inside

There might be a little dust on the bottle

It's one of those things that gets sweeter with time



You're still with me and we've made some memories

After all these years there's one thing I find

Some say good love well it's like a fine wine

It keeps getting better as days go by....but,



There might be a little dust on the bottle

But don't let it fool ya 'bout what's inside

There might be a little dust on the bottle

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 ya 'bout what's inside

There might be a little dust on the bottle

It's one of those things that gets sweeter with time

Don't let it fool ya