Lyrics

When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder I know what my maker would [?] I pour my soul for my record is scarlet The heat, the boisterous The boisterous When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder When I cross the bar of the grapes to the yonder I know what my maker would [?] When you look at my soul I pour my soul for my record is scarlet When you look at my soul The months that are [?] The scarlet The months that are [?] When i [?] Cross the bar before the route [?]