Three Jolly Coachman

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