Wee Be Soldiers Three

Wee be soldiers three,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie,
lately come forth of the low country
with never a penny of money.

Wee be soldiers three,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie,
lately come forth of the low country
with never a penny of money.

You good fellow I drink to thee,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie:
to all good fellowes where ever they be,
with never a penny of money.

You good fellow I'll sing you a song,
sing for the brave and sing for the strong
to all those living and those who have gone
with never a penny of money.

Wee be soldiers three,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie,
lately come forth of the low country
with never a penny of money.

And he that will not pledge me this,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie:
payes for the shot what ever it is,
with never a penny of money.

Wee be soldiers three,
Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie,
lately come forth of the low country
with never a penny of money.

with never a penny of money.



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Rooley, Thomas Ravenscroft (dp)
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