Night  Wines-The  Outlaws

  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

    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

    But  Old  Father  Time's  made  up  his  mind

    And  circumstance

    Good  times  and  bad  times

    Each  weaves  its  own  web

  There  is  no  second  chance

    Tonight  I  will  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

    But  Old  Father  Time's  made  up  his  mind

    And  circumstance

    Good  times  and  bad  times

  Each  weaves  its  own  web

  There  is  no  second  chance

    Old  Father  Time's  just  made  up  his  mind

    And  circumstance

    Good  times  and  bad  times

    Each  weaves  its  own  web

    There  is  no  second  chance