This song's a good one, yeahChristmas spirit's called moonshineOh, give him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineThis is the life in terms of a manWho almost made itAncient, the tale of heartsThe perfect handHe almost made itGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineThere's the fight, the lifting dreamThere's the scheme within the schemeThe lives have ran, the legs have falteredThe morning's fine, the hope's gone dryGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineAin't got a stamp, nobody's brokenOne hundred proof, the perfect manThree bars gone, he's done chokingBecause he's dead, because he's preparedGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineGive him the moonshineGot to have that old moonshineAin't got a stamp, nobody's brokenThank you very much.Ah, you've obviously seen it.Anyway, this is another Kenny Craddock songand it's Toe the Line, Toe spelled T-O-Wwhich is perhaps the way they spell it up there, I don't know.