Letras
Creak in the floorboards, ghost in the hall
Footsteps in the attic, shadow on the wall
There's an old black dog, sleepin' in the yard
Things that go bump in the night, you know they work so hard
I had to go see the old man, down at the forks of the road
He lives in a shack, in a place called Sugar Cove
He's got a big long beard, and a greasy ball cap
And a sign on the door says 'Beware of the dog and the cat
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of the finest wines of '45
It's one of the finest wines of '45
He said, 'I've had this here for a long, long time
I bought it back when you were just a twinkle in your daddy's eye
Now times are tough and I've had to sell some things
But this one here I'm saving for a special thing
He took it down and he wiped it off and he held it to the light
He said, 'This ain't for sale, you can't buy it for any price
Then he handed it to me and he said, 'You take it for your girl
'I've found something that's a whole lot better than a diamond or a pearl
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of the finest wines of '45
It's one of the finest wines of '45
I showed up at her front door with that bottle and a rose
Told her that I loved her, and she said, 'I know
Yeah, she said she knew
That I'd come through
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But don't let it fool ya about what's inside
Might be a little dust on the bottle
But it's one of the finest wines of '45
It's one of the finest wines of '45