3rd Place | “A Toast”

3rd Place

“A TOAST”
WRITTEN BY JARED BETZ
SUDBURY, MASSACHUSETTS
WWW.AMERICANSONGSPACE.COM/JAREDBETZ

When your cup runs dry have another drink on me
Have another drink, my friend
It’s been a long time and we’ve stories much to tell
Stories passed between old friends

So let’s drink to health and drink to wealth
Drink to the memories we keep to ourselves,
Drink to a tired gaze on a dying fire
This inn it is our home and this tavern keeps us fed
But tonight I must roam and the forest will be my bed

We’ve done so many things; ambition pushed us towards our goals
Some unreachable, my friend
So much left undone but we’ve been happy nonetheless
Happy among good friends

So let’s drink to the past, make the present last
Drink to a future that’s coming too fast,
Drink to a tired gaze on a dying fire
This inn it is our home and this tavern keeps us fed
But tonight I must roam and the forest will be my bed

Now the days grow short and the sun is sinking to the west,
But it still shines on good friends
The time has come to part, we must say our last goodbye
Goodbye to old friends
So let’s drink to goodbye, drink before we die
Drink to keep ourselves so very high,
Drink to a tired gaze on a dying fire.
This inn it is our home and this tavern keeps us fed
But tonight I must roam ‘cause tomorrow I may be dead