MRS DEATH'S DAINTIE DITTIES
DRINK OLD ENGLAND DRY

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From Folksongs of Britain and Ireland, Kennedy
Collected from Rowland Whitehead, 1953

DRINK OLD ENGLAND DRY

Now come, me brave boys, as I've told you before
Come drink, me brave boys, and we'll boldly call for more
For the French they've invited us and they say that they will try
Will try
They say that they will come and drink old England dry

Aye, dry, aye dry, me boys, aye, dry
They say they will come over and drink Old England dry.

Supposin' we should meet with the Germans by the way
Ten thousand to one we will show them British play
With our swords and our cutlasses, we'll fight until we die
We die
Before that they shall come and drink old England dry

 

Then up spake old Churchill of fame and renown

He swears hell be true to his country and his crown

While the cannons they do rattle

And the bullets they do fly

Before that they can come and drink old England dry.

 

Then its drink me brave boys as Ive told you before

Come drink me brave boys till you can drink no more

For these Germans they may boast and shout

But their boast is all my eye my eye.