Abigail, Raise the Glass
Style: Ceilidh jig

[Verse 1]
Empty pots along the bench
Trowels lined up, waiting still
Nothing planted, nothing grown
Till you walk in with your grin

[Pre-chorus]
Something's coming, we can feel it
Hands are itching, hearts are ready
We've been waiting all year long for

[Chorus]
Abigail, the room lights up
Pour the tea and pass the cup
Every year you're worth the wait
Abigail, you never fail

[Verse 2]
You're the one who makes us dig
Deeper than we thought we could
Give us reason, give us joy
Turn a plain day into gold

[Pre-chorus]
Something's coming, we can feel it
Hands are itching, hearts are ready
We've been waiting all year long for

[Chorus]
Abigail, the room lights up
Pour the tea and pass the cup
Every year you're worth the wait
Abigail, you never fail

[Bridge]
Stamp your feet and clap your hands
Sing it loud, sing it clear
Whatever comes, whatever lands
We're glad that you are here

[Chorus]
Abigail, the room lights up
Pour the tea and pass the cup
Every year you're worth the wait
Abigail, you never fail

[Outro]
The pots will fill, the season turns
But you're the one for whom it's grown

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