Down in the Cellars - Al Stewart

Down in the cellars of Jean-Luis Chave

All the shadows are leaving

Bottles lying asleep in the caves

You’ll see history breathing

From Cote-Rotie down to Hermitage

The vines are trellised in evening

In the cellars of Jean-Luis Chave

You’ll see history breathing

Generations go slipping away now

What can you say now, five hundred years

Lives are written here

Pages on pages, ages on ages

Just disappear

From Cote-Rotie down to Hermitage

The vines are trellised in evening

In the cellars of Jean-Luis Chave

You’ll see history breathing