"Drink To The Dead (Live Acoustic)" lyrics

If knee-deep in catnip at the old icebox
I recommend you whistle and give the box three knocks
Should you be so lucky to hear whisperin'
It is an invitation for you to leap in

May you go marching in three-measure time
Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long

If boxing your shadow at the wall full of moss
And antlers approach you, then I am at a loss

May you go marching in three-measure time
Dressed up as asses, drunk to the nines
Swing from the rafters shouting those songs
Gone unsung for far too long

Drink to the dead, all you still alive
We shall join them, in good time
Should you go crossin' that silvery brook
It's best to leap before you look

If surrounded by toadstools at the old green glen
I'm afraid there is little that I can recommend
Save all of your courage and sincere prayer
And where you go a-treadin', take the utmost care

So, let us drink to the dead, all you still alive
We shall join them, in good time
Should you go crossing that silvery brook
It's best to leap before you look
Drink to the dead, all you still alive
We shall join them, in good time
Should you go crossing that silvery brook
It's best to leap before you look