Gather Ye Acorns - Mischief Brew

Gather up ye acorns, child

For the coming wintertime

Gather up ye acorns

Before the fire turns to ice

Crumbs, they fall from tabletops

Let’s round 'em up and fill that pot

Gather up ye acorns

It’s gonna freeze up tonight

The woods leave us a treasure

Got a map to a merry feast

I never weigh or measure

I just take all I can see

Gather up ye acorns, child

For the coming wintertime

Gather up ye acorns

Before the world turns to white

Cause lightning strike the money tree

But lucky you and lucky me

We gathered all our acorns

It’s gonna be alright

It’s gonna be alright