Blackberry bridge to a snow-covered sea
Heavy with headlights, but no weight upon me
Higher and higher, the air starts to thin
Set aside my old ways so we can begin
Barley wine makes for a fine time
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
The wind in the willow sings us to sleep
The rocking chairs wake me, skipping stones as the creak
The crackling, or dancing, the fire's melody
It turns and burns, and my heart yearns for simplicity
Barley wine makes for a fine time
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
There's only one person who makes this place breathe
You are the light that shines through me
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
JoAnn, JoAnn
We owe it all to you
We owe it all to you, JoAnn
