The Bombadils Noah's Wine lyrics

Old Noah he had an ostrich farm and fowl on the largest scale, but all was smaller than the bottle he took when he set out to sail. The soup he took was elephant soup and the fish he took was whale, but all was smaller than the bottle he took when he set out to sail. Noah, he said to his pretty wife, when he sat down to dine, I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine, oh I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine.

The waterfall from the cliff of heaven fell blinding off the brink, as though to wash the stars away as suds go down the sink. The seven heavens came roaring down for the throats of hell to drink, and Noah he cocked his eye and said, "it looks like rain I think." Water has drowned the Mont-Royal as deep as the deepest mine, but I don't care where the water goes, if it doesn't get into the wine, oh I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine.


Noah he sinned as we have sinned, on tipsy feet we trod, til a sober, nobler, teetotaller was sent to us for a nod. And you can't get wine from a dyin' vine, a chapel, or Place des Arts, for the Curse of Water has come again, because of the wrath of God. Water has swallowed the highest cross and spilled o'er the Holy Shrine, but I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine. Oh I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine.