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Title
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Come, my lads, and let';s be jolly
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Singer
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Sawyer, David [Phoebus]
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
Come, my lads, and let’s be jolly,
Drive away all melancholy,
For to grieve it is a folly,
Since we’ve met let’s merry be.
Chorus
Why shouldn’t you and I agree?
Always keep good company;
Since we’ve met let’s merry be,
Because it is our holiday.
Fol rol the lol, fol rol the rido,
Fol rol the lol, fol rol the rido,
Fol rol the lol, fol rol the rido,
Fol rol the riddle, rol the ray.
Verse 2
Some delight in quarrelling and fighting,
Evil speaking and back biting,
But no such thing do I delight in,
When we meet to be merry.
Chorus
Verse 3
Solomon, both old and hoary,
Tells us quite another story,
Tells us to sing praise and glory,
When we do meet merrily.
Chorus
Verse 4
Eating and drinking there is no harm in,
Dancing and smoking is quite charming;
All these things take great delight in,
When you do meet merrily.
Chorus
Verse 5
Then let us all with one mind agree,
Resolve to keep good company;
Pray, what harm in this can be,
When we meet to be merry?
Chorus
