Gather up ye acorns, child
For the coming wintertime
Gather up ye acorns
Before the fire turns to ice
Crumbs, they fall from tabletops
Let's round 'em up and fill that pot
Gather up ye acorns
It's gonna freeze up tonight

The woods leave us a treasure
Got a map to a merry feast
I never weigh or measure
I just take all I can see

Gather up ye acorns, child
For the coming wintertime
Gather up ye acorns
Before the world turns to white
Cause lightning strike the money tree
But lucky you and lucky me
We gathered all our acorns
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright