Hank Thompson — New Wine In Old Bottles

They’re at the table wishing holding hands and reminiscing When they were both young lover’s in the past But they’re not in their prime not like the younger wine That they are gently sipping from the glass They are just two lonely souls traveled different roads And should have met a lot of years ago But fate is so uncertain and life can have it’s curtains And they both have lived long enough to know New wine in old bottles has a young and rich bouquet It seems that bubbles drowns the troubles And float them all away When hopes have dwindled it can rekindle A flame that has grown dim But with new wine in old bottles Two hearts can love again Arm and arm they cuddle tightly as the moon is beaming brightly Down across the window pane Now that they are older they’re not looking over their shoulder To a faded love that now seems all in vane As you hear their happy laughter the only thing they’re after Is another chance at something that they have missed Take the new wine that is chilling these old bottles need refilling Then let old mother nature do the rest But with new wine in old bottles Two hearts can love again