Three Jolly Coachmen

One, two, and three jolly coachmen sat at an
English tavern. Three jolly coachmen sat at 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 we merr-I be
For tonight we merr-I be
For tonight we merr-I be
Tomorrow we'll be sober. What

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
He lives as he ought to live
He lives as he ought to live
He'll die a jolly good fellow! Ha! Ha! Ha

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 do fall
He falls as the leaves do fall
He falls as the leaves do fall
He'll die before October! Ho! Ho! Ho

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 thing
She's a foolish, foolish thing
She's a foolish, foolish thing
For she'll not get another, pity

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