High along the John Muir trail, from Whitney toward Star King Lon and I set pace to reach Yosemite that spring And like some dream of Gulliver, we spied El Capitan Wild gables, spires and granite walls, not shaped by any man Night fell like talus from the stone and Loni said to me Douse the fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne Douse the fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne Black bear roamed the tamarack from Cloud's Rest to Cock's Comb Where silent snowmelts filled the streams that burst and thundered down And where Tanaya caught the moon, Loni said to me Douse the Fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne Douse the Fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne From dogwood and Sequoia stands, we climbed the Vernal Trail By Big-leaf Maple shine with mist, we scaled the Bridal Veil And where Half-Dome, the hooded hawk, set her shadow free We doused the fire, but kept the flame, till morning warmed old Tuolemne Douse the fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne (Instrumental) Now I know around Cathedral Peak, the seasons cloud and clear And it seems I can't quite count the years since Lon and I were there Still when all the darkness falls, it's Loni close to me Douse the Fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne Douse the Fire, but keep the flame till morning warms old Tuolemne