Tortle Wine (est. 1892)

Oh Tortle Wine
You make me feel so fine
I love you all the time
My Tortle Wine

Oh Tortle Wine
You're not too hard to find
I will just go online
To www.tortlewine

Like the leaves of spring
On the cherry tree
That's how I feel
When you're close to me

Oh

Tortle Wine
You make me feel divine
Not like that tortoise wine
No no no no no no no no no no Tortle Wine

Oh Tortle Wine
You make lose my mind
My brain's going in rewind
[...] Tortle Wine

Like the sunken stone
In the riverbed
That's how I feel
When you're in my head

Oh

Oh Tortle Wine
Every night before I got to bed I look up at my ceiling
And I imagine that you're on my ceiling
Then you left me, and I'm not sure why
But I went into the studio to, well, record you this song
See, hopefully, someday you'll hear it
In your car, or playing in a supermarkert somewhere
And you'll think of me
That's all can I hope for, Tortle Wine
And then maybe, if the stars align, you'll run back into my arms, and we'll climb up that mountain we were always talking about, and we'll get you those things

Like the ocean blue
On the sea so wide
That's how I feel
Deep down inside

Oh

Tortle Wine
I love you all the time
On Christmas or Valentine's
You're my Valentine
You are
Tortle Wine

Oh Tortle Wine
Oh Tortle Wine
Oh Tortle Wine
Oh Tortle Wine

Like the leaves of spring
On the cherry tree
That's how I feel
When you're close to me

Oh