Open Wine
(A. Blichfeldt)

Dark horse seventy five
you were pulling big ones
very much alive
Let no one slow you down

Broken bone in eighty six
still riding it high
still a look of youth in your eyes
you never took a rest

seems the longer you stand, the longer you stand

You open wine
You open wine
But baby is it bitter or sweet or fine
Baby it's your life now on the line
You open wine....

Wild goose ninety nine
you looked kind of old like a story long told you never could commit

These days in the city lights
still working still a shadow in the night your feet tied to the floor

seems the longer you stand, the longer you stand

You open wine
You open wine
But baby is it bitter or sweet or fine
Baby it's your life now on the line
You open wine....

you're building up speed you're gonna crash in the heat you need to take corners in style for a while

You're running like an animal escaping a fire you're living only for the sellers and buyers

You open wine
You open wine