Oh, When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder
I don't know what to think
Or how far to wander
I don't know what to think
Or how far to wander
Oh, I pour my soul for a break into Scarlet
The heat, the boisterous
The heat, the boisterous
When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder
When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder
Or how far to wander
When you look at my soul
When you look at my soul
When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder
Or how far to wander
When you look at my soul
When you look at my soul
