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 yer

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 the Bowl and the Fillmore

The Cow and the Greek



You sniffed at the cork

Chose low on the list

Held your glass to the light

And gazed through the mist



Old red wine

Well past its prime

Gonna have to drink it with you

Some other time.

Let it breathe



Let it breathe



Let it breathe