Fermented Fruit
All walks of life from 'round the woods
Come dashing from the trees
To fill up on fermented fruit
'Til they're knocked off of their feet
For the birds are flying to the south
And the water's freezing up
We might just get snowed in for good
So go on and fill your cups
One man's rotting autumn gourds
Is another's glass of wine
Helps for taking off the edge
As we near the end of time
So when the sky comes falling down
And the trees are coated white
Fill up your glass like it's the last
And drink away the night
Come dashing from the trees
To fill up on fermented fruit
'Til they're knocked off of their feet
For the birds are flying to the south
And the water's freezing up
We might just get snowed in for good
So go on and fill your cups
One man's rotting autumn gourds
Is another's glass of wine
Helps for taking off the edge
As we near the end of time
So when the sky comes falling down
And the trees are coated white
Fill up your glass like it's the last
And drink away the night
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Napier
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