More Wine - Julianna Raye

Julianna:

I’ve seen your lips, dear, in my sleep

Sway of those hips, make willows weep

Slow like a grapevine, gently creeping

Would you care for some more wine?

Let me pour you some more wine

Rufus:

I’m sure you’ve broken many hearts

Your virtue, temper, and your sparks

Now we’re alone, the larks sing sweetly

Julianna & Rufus:

Would you care for some more wine?

Let me pour you some more wine

My how your cheeks grow rosy, your charming freckles darken

The waning sunlight shows me

Time has slipped, the evening bells chime

What do you say?

Let’s finish this wine

The morning sun in these damp woods

Somebody shoot those goddamned birds

Why, who are you lying beside me

Would you care for some more wine?

Let me pour you some more wine

Would you care for some more wine?

Let me pour you some more wine