When it’s said and it’s done
When the course has been run,
Arriving in the realm of sacred things,
Come drink with me
Where I’ll always be
Sitting in the shade of the cedar tree.
Left alone, to amuse yourself
And a friendly few words can hardly help
For your sanity, learn to let it be,
Come drink with me
Beneath the cedar tree.
Rooted in the daytime veil
What when sober stays secret
Drunken mouths will tell.
Loosen your tongue, and set yourself free
Sit alongside me
We’ll drink, we three
In the shadow of our cedar tree.
