Three Jolly Coachmen Lyrics

Three Jolly Coachmen lyrics

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