Pour It Young - Artuke Tinto 2024, Rioja, Spain

Rumba flamenca, nylon-string Spanish guitar in fast rasgueado, palmas hand claps, cajón and upright bass; festive 108 BPM dance pulse; warm, raspy male lead with spirited gang shouts; live acoustic feel, bright and joyful

[Intro]
[Solo flamenco guitar, rasgueado flourish, palmas build in]
(Hey! Hey!)

[Verse 1]
Down in Baños de Ebro where the river runs low
Two brothers walk the rows that their grandfathers know
Arturo and Kike put their names into one
Artuke on the label, Rioja in the sun

[Pre-Chorus]
They don't crush the bunches, they lay them down whole
Let the fire start inside, deep down in the soul
No oak in the cellar, just concrete and stone
Keep the fruit burning bright, let it shine on its own

[Chorus]
Some wines say wait, lock them in behind the door
But some wines are dancing, they were made to pour
Cherry on your lips and violet in the air
Pull the cork tonight, the music's already there
Pour it young! (Olé!)
Pour it young!
The reward's in knowing when to pour

[Verse 2]
Ninety-five Tempranillo, five per cent Viura
A drop of white inside the red, the old way, nothing newer
Give it just a little chill, fourteen to sixteen
Let it breathe a moment and it's living in between

[Pre-Chorus]
They don't crush the bunches, they lay them down whole
Let the fire start inside, deep down in the soul

[Bridge]
[Half-time, guitar and voice only]
October taught us patience, taught us how to hold the line
Every bottle has a season, every season has its time
But youth won't wait for anyone, the fruit is singing now
Know when to keep, know when to pour
And tonight, you know how

[Breakdown]
[Palmas and cajón only, crowd claps]
Tapas on the table, sausage on the coals
Lamb chops on the braai fire warming up our souls
Clap your hands, stamp your feet, pass it down the line
Nobody's counting years tonight, we're counting glasses of wine

[Final Chorus]
[Full band, gang vocals]
Some wines say wait, lock them in behind the door
But some wines are dancing, they were made to pour
Cherry on your lips and violet in the air
Pull the cork tonight, the music's already there
Pour it young! (Olé!)
Pour it young!
The reward's in knowing when to pour

[Outro]
[Guitar slows, single final strum]
Artuke… Rioja Alavesa…
Know when to pour

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[Intro] [Solo flamenco guitar, rasgueado flourish, palmas build in] (Hey! Hey!) [Verse 1] Down in Baños de Ebro where the river runs low Two brothers walk the rows that their grandfathers know Arturo and Kike put their names into one Artuke on the label, Rioja in the sun [Pre-Chorus] They don't crush the bunches, they lay them down whole Let the fire start inside, deep down in the soul No oak in the cellar, just concrete and stone Keep the fruit burning bright, let it shine on its own [Chorus] Some wines say wait, lock them in behind the door But some wines are dancing, they were made to pour Cherry on your lips and violet in the air Pull the cork tonight, the music's already there Pour it young! (Olé!) Pour it young! The reward's in knowing when to pour [Verse 2] Ninety-five Tempranillo, five per cent Viura A drop of white inside the red, the old way, nothing newer Give it just a little chill, fourteen to sixteen Let it breathe a moment and it's living in between [Pre-Chorus] They don't crush the bunches, they lay them down whole Let the fire start inside, deep down in the soul [Chorus] Some wines say wait, lock them in behind the door But some wines are dancing, they were made to pour Cherry on your lips and violet in the air Pull the cork tonight, the music's already there Pour it young! (Olé!) Pour it young! The reward's in knowing when to pour [Bridge] [Half-time, guitar and voice only] October taught us patience, taught us how to hold the line Every bottle has a season, every season has its time But youth won't wait for anyone, the fruit is singing now Know when to keep, know when to pour And tonight, you know how [Breakdown] [Palmas and cajón only, crowd claps] Tapas on the table, sausage on the coals Lamb chops on the braai fire warming up our souls Clap your hands, stamp your feet, pass it down the line Nobody's counting years tonight, we're counting glasses of wine [Final Chorus] [Full band, gang vocals] Some wines say wait, lock them in behind the door But some wines are dancing, they were made to pour Cherry on your lips and violet in the air Pull the cork tonight, the music's already there Pour it young! (Olé!) Pour it young! The reward's in knowing when to pour [Outro] [Guitar slows, single final strum] Artuke… Rioja Alavesa… Know when to pour

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