Creole williams live down a dirt road
He made home made wine like nobody I know
Dropped by one friday night and said can you help me
Creole got a little girl waiting on me and I
I wanna treat her right
He said I got what you need son
And I sat down in the cellar
He reached through the cobweb
As he turned on the light and said
There might be a little dust on the bottom
Don't let it fool ya bout what's inside
It might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of those things
That gets sweeter with time
You were sitting in the porch swing
As I pulled up the driveway
My old heart was racing as you climbed inside
You stood a little closer
We drove down to the lake road
Watch the sun fade in that big red sky
I reached down in the front seat
And said I hear something special
It's just been waiting for a night like tonight no
It might be a little dust on the bottle
Don't let it fool you about what's inside
It 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've made some memories
After all these years
There's still one thing I find
Some say good love
Well it's like a fine wine
Keeps getting better as the days go by
But it might be a little dust on the bottle
Don't let it fool ya about what's inside it
Might be a little dust on the bottle
It's one of those things that gets sweeter with time
Might be a little dust on the bottle
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 get sweeter with time