By many storms we get tumbled and tossed

Frozen by wind, and by winter frost

The warmth of music has gathered us here

A tune of friendship, played down the years

Love, sorrow, laughter are the notes of that song

Sing well your verse , before we’re gone

CH

Stay the hour, lay down the glass

Lift up your voice strong and clear

So when you go where hard weather blows

You’ll remember the fine weather here

Too well we know that between each of us

There runs a river too deep to cross

Heart to heart arches over that stream

We’ve seen some water run under that bridge

Our roads lead on, where they go we never may tell

Where your road runs, fare you well

CH

Now we must part, all good times must end

And we must face our storms again

When your winter lies driven and deep

The hope of spring time distant and weak

May our time here be a warm , balmy breeze

So one more time, before we leave

CH X 2