Warm Spanish Wine

Silver clouds laced cross the Juarez sky,
the horizons the color of Elizabeth Taylor’s eyes
On a slow moving train, yesterday rolls through my mind
I’ve been all afternoon at this dirty cantina,
staring out at the world through a broken window
Washing down your memory with warm Spanish wine

Riding my thoughts back a dozen years ago.
To a mining town in east Ohio where I laid eyes on you the first time
Your skin was pale as pearls, your lips red as blood
Your laughter rang true like laughter should
And I was the fist man to lay by your side
And to share with you warm Spanish wine

Chorus:
As I recall your eyes were the color of a faded blue bandana
Your legs were longer than the tall tales your old man used to tell
Your corn silk hair hung down your neck in tangled braids of loose neglect
And your passion, oh your passion could melt Bethlehem steel
You made me feel so fine, like warm Spanish wine

But now my mind’s all tangled in regret as I flick the ashes from my cigarette
I realize all that’s between me and hell is this dirty floor
Cuz I am older now than I have ever been, but younger than I’ll ever be again
I’ll never have you again like I had you then but I’m fine
I swear baby I’m fine, I got warm Spanish wine

Chorus:
As I recall your eyes were the color of a faded blue bandana
Your legs were longer than the tall tales your old man used to tell
Your corn silk hair hung down your neck in tangled braids of loose neglect
And your passion, oh your passion could melt cold steel
You made me feel so fine, like warm Spanish wine

Oh my baby, like warm Spanish wine
Yeah my tender lover, I got warm Spanish wine
Yeah baby do you remember
Warm Spanish wine