Night Wines

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[Verse 1]
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Last night I bedded with a bottle of Beaujeaulais
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Trustin' that in time my blues might drift away
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Slumber drew me victim to the blues water's sweet bouquet

[Verse 2]
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When I woke up this morning, I had a beautiful dream
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It'd been the summer when I was just eighteen
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When I turned the lights on there were ten years in between
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It made my heart hunger to make my years younger

[Chorus]
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Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
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Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
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There's no second chance

[Verse 3]
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Now the curtain falls on still another day
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While hopes and dreams hang out as if the same
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Life's too important just to let it slip away
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It makes my heart hunger to make my years younger

[Chorus]
C         Gm     C           Gm       Bb         Gm   Bb  Gm
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
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Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
               Bb  Bb/A  Gm
There's no second chance

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
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Tonight I'll be beddin' with a bottle of Chardonay (Chardonay)
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Hoping that in time my blues might fade away
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Soon fallen victim to the night wine's sweet bouquet
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It makes my heart hunger to make my years younger

[Chorus]
C         Gm     C           Gm       Bb         Gm   Bb  Gm
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
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Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
               Bb  Gm  Bb  Gm
There's no second chance

[Chorus]
C         Gm     C           Gm       Bb         Gm   Bb  Gm
Old Father Time's made up his mind and circumstance
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Good times and bad times, each weaves its own web
               Bb  Gm  Bb  Gm
There's no second chance

[Outro]
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