[Intro] The last bud to bloom is still hanging on The last bud to bloom is still hanging on [Verse 1] O lord, it is the time To peel the riped vines And raise sweetness in the wine It comes It comes - an autumn day [Chorus] The last bud to bloom is still hanging on And now my heart is sore The last bud to bloom is still hanging on To find her sitting stray
The last bud to bloom is still hanging on Upon a granary floor [Verse 2] O lord, are you within The chill that takes my skin The cold whisper of the wind It comes [Chorus] The last bud to bloom is still hanging on The last bud to bloom is still hanging on The last bud to bloom is still hanging on The last bud to bloom is still hanging on