Vendanges

(haha!) Golden hills under summer sky

Tables full where the swallows fly

Slices of ham and the golden bread Pour the wine where the

feast is spread

Come to the circle,

take my hand

Taste the sweetest juice of the land

Dance in Burgundy, sing and play

Let the music wash the night away

(ooh, hey!)

Old Pierre plays his wooden flute

Under the shade of the heavy fruit Laughter rings from the cellar

door Spinning around on the wooden floor

(hey! hey!

hey!)

Come to the circle,

take my hand

Taste the sweetest juice of the land

Dance in Burgundy, sing and play

Let the music wash the night away

(la la la la!)

Sun goes down on the vineyard wall

Goodnight, friends,

and a toast to all (cheers!)