Pop Thomas Ti
Red Dew

The day's on the run
And gusty winds blow hard
Time for fun
In the graveyard
Start anew
With red dew
Off my wooden box

Ain't hide in the shade
There's nothing to wait for
No first aid
When my heart's sore
I'll be fine
If I dine
On some fresh red dew

Bracing tonic
Red wine of your soul

One is gone, two are few
Give me more red dew