Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme,
And lift up your voices in chorus with mine;
Lift up your voices all grief to refrain,
For we may or might never all meet here again.
Here's a health to the company, and one to my lass,
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass.
Let us drink and be merry all griefs to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again.
And here's a health to the wee lass that I love so well
For her style and for her beauty there's none can excel.
There's a smile on her countenance, as she sits upon my knee,
There is no man in this wide world as happy as me.
Our ship lies at anchor she is ready to dock,
I wish her safe landing without any shock.
And if ever I should meet you, by land or by sea,
I will always remember your kindness to me
