I'll walk with you, 'til the morning slows me down
I'll walk with you 'til it's over my friend
And if it proves that in the end I can't be found
Keep on rollin' and I'll find you 'round the bend
June, June, sweet June, and July
Juniper berries and rye
There go the flowers to the sky
[ed. For my lovely grandaughter, June. My little juniper berry.]
