`Come Fill Fill My Good Fellow` - 1817 words by William Smyth folk song setting
Come fill fill my good fellow!
Fill high high my good Fellow
And let`s be merry and mellow
And let us have one bottle more.
When warm the heart is flowing
And bright the fancy glowing
Oh shame on the dolt would be going
Nor tarry for one bottle more!
My Heart let me but lighten
And Life let me but brighten
And Care let me but frighten.
He`ll fly us with one bottle more!
By day tho` he confound me
When friends at night have found me
There is Paradise around me
But let me have one bottle more!
So now here`s to the Lasses!
See see while the toast passes
How it lights up beaming glasses!
Encore to the Lasses encore.
We`ll toast the welcome greeting
Of hearts in union beating.
And oh! For our next merry meeting
Huzza! Then for one bottle more!