Cheerwine Easter

One more bottle before we part
 Then spike it with a little hallelujah
 We worked all week and we saved our bread
 Now here comes Easter Sunday
 I do not go by the Book of Days
 I do not recall what Daniel said
 About the time he spent in the lion's den
 And here comes Easter Sunday
 Oh dance, oh dance
 Pack away your sorrows
 Oh, yon stands the bell, now make it ring
 Don't study about all the ways of tomorrow
 For this is the day of reckoning
 Call me a fool, call me a rake
 Use me too, for all your awful things
 But don't disabuse me of my Cheerwine spring
 And here comes Easter Sunday again