Intro:       C    G    F    C    Am    G    F    F     
 
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 
 

bridge1:      G              Am             F         
      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 
 
Bridge2: 
      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} 
 
      {Chorus} 
 
      {SOLO 2 over Chorus}