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Come, Landlord, Fill a Flowing Bowl
- Come, landlord, fill a flowing bowl,
until it does run over.(bis)
For tonight we'll merry be,(ter)
tomorrow we'll get sober.
- He that drinks strong beer
and goes to bed quite mellow,(bis)
lives as he ought to live(ter)
and dies a hearty fellow.
- Punch cures the gout,
the colic and the tisic,(bis)
and it is to all men(ter)
the very best of physic.
- He that only drinks small beers
and goes to bed sober(bis)
falls as the leaves do fall.(ter)
He'll sure die in October.
- He that courts a pretty girl
and courts her for his pleasure,(bis)
is a fool to marry her(ter)
without some store of treasure.
- Now let us sing and drink
and drive away all sorrow,(bis)
for perhaps we may not(ter)
meet again tomorrow.
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