By: Timothy Brothers
Date:Oct.20/2002
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		David Lee Murphey-Dust on the Bottle



Play power or barre chourds except on E plany an open chourd. Really easy song.

B          F#          E                     B 
Creole Williams, lived down the dirt road,
G#                      F#              E
made home made wine like nobody I know.
B          F#          E                      B
I dropped by one Friday night and said, can ya help me Creole?
G#                      F#              E
I got a little girl waitin on me and I, wanna treat her right, he said
*refrain*
F#                       G#               E
I got what ya need son, it's sitting down in the cellar.
F#                       G#               E                F#
He reaced trough the cobwebs as he turned on the light.
Chorus:
B             F#          E          B
There might be, a little dust on the bottle,
G#                F#              E
but don't let it fool ya, about what's inside.
B             F#          E          B
There might be, a little dust on the bottle,
G#                        F#             E
it's just one of those things, that gets sweeter with time.

B				F#			E	B
You were sitting on the porch swing as I, pulled up the driveway,
G#			F#			E
my old heart was racing as you, climbed inside.
B				F#		E		B
You slide a little bit close as we, drove down to the lake road,
G#			F#		   E
and watched the sun fade in that big red sky.

*refrain*

F#				G#				E
I reached under the front seat and said, now here's something special.

F#			G#		    E 		F#
It's just been waitin', for a night like tonight, but -  Chorus:

*Bridge*

F#              G#          E                        B     
You're still with me, we'll make some memories,
F#	     G#	        E
after all these years there's one - thing - I've found.
F#             G#             E            B   
Some say good love, it's like a fine wine,
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it keeps gettin' better, as the days roll by  . . . but - Chorus: