The Bottle That Pours the Wine

I was heading for the bus

And another one night stand

He came up all starry-eyed

With my picture in his hand

He said, "Mister I know by heart

Every song you do

When I grow up I want to sing

And be just like you"

Then he asked me how I wrote those songs

Where do the words come from

I fumbled for an answer

But I could not think of one

Then I shook his hand as the driver said

"Load up it's time to leave"

And then on the bus I scribbled down

These thoughts that came to me

I'm just a bottle that pours the wine

A fragile vessel for melody and rhyme

Put me on a pedestal I'll fall and shatter every time

'Cause I'm just the bottle that pours the wine

Tonight we play another show

Down in San Anton

For all the folks that come to hear

I'll sing a brand new song

It'll tell you where I'm comin' from

More than anything

And I'm gonna give it all I've got

When I stand up there and sing