Anne Briggs Fire And Wine
Winter's coming, we live a shorter day
The sun is hunting for a place to stay
And Jack Frost's fingers
Are in the wind again
Ragged Robin is see-sawin'
In one half of a coconut shell
He can't find the bacon rind
Hunger makes his redbreast swell
Now is the time for fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play till break of day
And we will sing the frost away
Cold October bowls me over
Damp November makes me sneeze
Then December cruelly sends the
Winter frost to freeze my knees
Now is the time for fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play till break of day
And we will sing the frost away
Winter brings us to the singers
And the drinkers glass in hand
Roll up smokers, cards and jokers
Listeners all who sit and stand
Now is the time for fire and wine
Fire for body and wine for mind
We will sing and play till break of day
And we will sing the frost away
