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
The man who'd kiss the pretty girl and go and tell his mother
The man who'd kiss the pretty girl and go and tell his mother
Ought to have his lips cut off, ought to have his lips cut off
Ought to have his lips cut off
And never kiss another
The man who drinks his small ale and goes to bed right sober
The man who drinks his small ale and goes to bed right sober
Fades as the leaves do fade, fades as the leaves do fade
Fades as the leaves do fade
And drop off in October
But the man who drinks his real ale and goes to bed right mellow
But the man who drinks his real ale and goes to bed right mellow
Lives as he ought to live, lives as he ought to live
Lives as he ought to live
And dies a jolly good fellow