Night Wines Lyrics

Last night I bedded with a bottle of Beaujeaulais
Trustin' that in time my blues might drift away
Slumber drew me victim to the blues water's sweet bouquet
When I woke up this morning, I had a beautiful dream
It'd been the summer when I was just eighteen
When I turned the lights on there were ten years in between
It made my heart hunger to make my years younger
horus
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
There's no second chance
Now the curtain falls on still another day
While hopes and dreams hang out as if the same
Life's too important just to let it slip away
It makes my heart hunger to make my years younger
horus
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
There's no second chance
Instrumental
Tonight I'll be beddin' with a bottle of Chardonay (Chardonay)
Hoping that in time my blues might fade away
Soon fallen victim to the night wine's sweet bouquet
It makes my heart hunger to make my years younger
horus
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
There's no second chance
horus
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
There's no second chance