What shall we raise a toast to?
The cares we were once host to?
The banks we owed the most to
Have vanished--and three cheers!
There's nobody left to toast to,
Except the ones we're close to.
It may not be Emily Post to say it,
But here's how! and we must say it:
Here's to us, my darlings, my dears.
Here's to us tonight!
Not for what might happen next year,
For it might not be nearly so bright.
And here's to us, for all that we have
And for thanks to our merciful stars!
Skies of blue and muddlin' through
Just for me and for you, as we are.
Here's to us, and for nothing at all
If there's nothing at all we can praise.
Just that we're together and here,
For the rest of our beautiful days.
Here's to us!
Forever and always!