Glen Carlou Chardonnay

Cape Town is a woman's town

You see them everywhere, every day

From the heart of the mother city

To the palms of Camps Bay

That's where my dream began and ended

As I watched her walk away

And my tears ran down a bottle of

Glen Carlou Chardonnay

I passed out and I dreamed

I was the villain in a Shakespeare play

And in that dream, her lips did taste

Of that Glen Carlou Chardonnay

I'm not sure where she's gone

The Natal coasts, I suppose

Hanging out in Greyville

With her darling sister Rose

She ain't picking up, she ain't calling

I'm hanging in night and day

As my tears ran down another bottle of

Glen Carlou Chardonnay

I'm haunted by all her memories

The anguish and the pain

Not knowing where she's at

Love to hold her in my arms again

The south easter was a blowing

Across the dock of Table Bay

As I threw that empty bottle in the water

And watched it float away

I passed out and I dreamed

I was the villain in a Shakespeare play

And in that dream, her lips did taste

Of that Glen Carlou Chardonnay