DRINK round, brave boys, and never give o'er, Drink round, brave boys, as I've said before: Old Boney he has sent to us a fresh reply, And swears that he will come and drink Old England dry. Dry, dry, dry, boys, dry, He swears he'll come and drink Old England dry, dry, dry. Oftentimes, oftentimes old Boney he has said, If England would receive him—no taxes need be paid: We'd rather not believe him, for fear that he should lie, Should play the knave and come and drink Old England dry. Dry, dry,... 'Twas Collingwood of gallant renown, Swore he'd fight for his king, his country, and the crown: For his crown, king, and country—he would fight until he die. Before that they should come and drink Old England dry. Dry, dry,... If we meet his ships all on the high sea, Ten thousand to one that we shall not agree: Our cannons they shall rattle, and the bullets they shall fly, Before that he shall come and drink Old England dry. Dry, dry,... |