As I list through the mist, over hill and dale,
The fall of the year near, as I search for an ale.
The steed beneath me roars on and on,
Fire from her pipes as I whistle the song.
The Commando’s in fine tune and joins in pretty soon,
But RATS , the prince of darkness has arrived to my gloom.
As I sit in the darkness wondering what to do,
I suddenly remembered I packed a home brew.
I took a big swell and said “oh well””,
Not far from my friend’s house to pay him a call.
HAPPY NEW YEAR ONE AND ALL
The fall of the year near, as I search for an ale.
The steed beneath me roars on and on,
Fire from her pipes as I whistle the song.
The Commando’s in fine tune and joins in pretty soon,
But RATS , the prince of darkness has arrived to my gloom.
As I sit in the darkness wondering what to do,
I suddenly remembered I packed a home brew.
I took a big swell and said “oh well””,
Not far from my friend’s house to pay him a call.
HAPPY NEW YEAR ONE AND ALL