sweetwater honeywine

Aren't you sick of the fight? What would you trade for a piece of the pie? It could taste like sweetwater honeywine, ah-ah, ah-ah But that corner of your pride, it won't give up I should be so horrified To learn how little things have changed in all this time What have I got to show for all these years of mine? For the days I've sailed the oceans, run the tide I haven't missed the train Aren't you sick of the fight? What would you trade for a piece of the pie? It could taste like sweetwater honeywine, ah-ah, ah-ah Sweetwater honeywine