Graduation day has arrived.
Song
1. The day of the graduates has come, finally. ; We brought the beautiful wreath to my master's yard. ; Now tap that barrel, the smoky one will pull it, ; After all, the wheat brings in this small expense. ; ; ; 2. Two brides, two grooms, a blonde and a brunette, ; All so much nervousness, moving, wanting to dance. ; Pull the smoky one, the altar, don't look at the bow, ; You don't play music every week for a double handshake.