Lyrics
Old red wine, well past its prime
May have to finish it, after crossing the line
Dusty old wine, two thousand a time
An inch of black mud always left behind
They say you turned in while the sun still shined
That gorgeous girl with you was highly primed
She said she'd take you way down or way up
She might break your heart, she might crack you up
Old red wine, not worth a dime
Gonna have to drink it with you some other time
Expensive old wine, forty years lying
Mice chewed the labels, don't know what we're buying
Back home in California, they got wine for the meek
There's a Bowl and a Fillmore, the Cow and the Greek
You sniffed at the cork, chose low on the list
As you dashed to the lights and gazed through the mist
Old red wine, well past its prime
Gonna have to drink it with you some other time
Just let it breathe
Oh, let it breathe
Breathe life, breathe life
Let it breathe
Oh, let it breathe
Let it breathe
Note
Dedicated to John Entwistle
