Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien
Music:"Come to the Water" -- John Foley, S.J.
Oh, my feet have been yearning --
Let me go to conventions.
And my heart has been burning --
Let me go to a con.
Let me linger with my friends
Watch all depression end --
It ends at the con.
And when I am weary,
I will go to conventions.
When mundane life is dreary,
I will go to a con.
Friends I'll see there,
Songs I'll sing
Down in the filker's ring.
I'll sing at the con.
So my heart is contented
When I go to conventions,
Though my wallet is dented
When I go to a con.
Without money,
Without sleep --
Why would I want to sleep,
To sleep at a con?
(Repeat first verse)