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Come landlord fill the flowing bowl
Until it doth run over.
Come landlord fill the flowing bowl
Until it doth run over.
For tonight we'll merry merry be
For tonight we'll merry merry be
For tonight we'll merry merry be
Tomorrow we'll be sober.
Here's to the man who drinks weak ale,
And goes to bed quite sober.
Here's to the man who drinks weak ale,
And goes to bed quite sober.
Fades as the leaves do fade,
Fades as the leaves do fade,
Fades as the leaves do fade,
And drops off in October.
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Here's to the man who drinks strong ale,
And goes to bed quite plastered.
Lives as he ought to live,
And dies a drunken bastard.
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Here's to the man who drinks strong ale,
The volume of a river.
He shall have a splendid life,
But bugger up his liver.
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Here's to the one who drinks our ale,
And never does repay us.
Soon he will drink alone,
And learn to be more generous.
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Here's to the maid who steals a kiss,
And runs to tell her mother.
She's a foolish foolish thing,
She'll never get another.
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Here's to the girl who steals a kiss,
And comes to steal another.
She's a boon to all mankind,
Soon she'll be a mother.
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Here's to the man who drinks strong ale,
But can't seem to remember,
That the drunken lover finds,
It floppifies his member.
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And here's to the man who beds a girl,
The moment that he sees her.
He shall for his fortune get,
A dose of gonorrhoea.
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If I had more bricks and stones,
I'd build the chimney higher.
It would stop the landlord's cat,
From pissing in the fire.
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Come walk with me all in the park,
And don't be so particular.
If the grass is soaking wet,
We'll do it perpendicular.
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