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.