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Three Jolly Coachmen

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Three Jolly Coachmen

Three jolly coachmen
Sat in an English tavern
Three jolly coachmen
Sat in an English tavern
And they decided,
And they decided,
And they decided,
To have another flagon

  Landlord fill the flowing bowl
  Until it doth run over
  Landlord fill the flowing bowl
  Until it doth run over
  For tonight shall merry-i be
  For tonight shall merry-i be
  For tonight shall merry-i be
  Tomorrow I'll be sober.

Here's to the man who drinks water pure
And goes to bed quite sober
Here's to the man who drinks water pure
And goes to bed quite sober
He falls as the leaves to fall,
Falls as the leaves do fall,
Falls as the leaves to fall.
He'll die before October.

Here's to the man who drinks dark ale
And goes to bed quite mellow.
Here's to the man who drinks dark ale
And goes to bed quite mellow.
He lives as he ought to live
Lives as he ought to live
Lives as he ought to live
For he's a jolly good fellow

Here's to the maid who steals a kiss
And runs to tell her mother
Here's to the maid who steals a kiss
And runs to tell her mother
She's a foolish foolish girl
She's a foolish foolish girl
She's a foolish foolish girl
For she'll not get another.

Here's to the maid who steals a kiss
And stays to steal another
Here's to the maid who steals a kiss
And stays to steal another
She's a boon to all mankind
She's a boon to all mankind
She's a boon to all mankind
For she'll soon be a mother

Three jolly coachmen
Sat in an English tavern
Three jolly coachmen
Sat in an English tavern
And they decided,
And they decided,
And they decided,
To have another flagon

Punch cures the gout, the colic and phthisic,    (tisic)
And is to all men the very best of physic.
Cho:

He that courts a pretty girl, and courts her for his pleasure,
Is a knave unless he marries her without store of treasure.
Cho:

Now let us dance and sing and drive away all sorrow,
For perhaps we may not meet again tomorrow.
Cho:

Note: additional verses from More Pious Friends, Shay (DS)

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