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Folk Song

X:1 T:Drink Old England Dry C:Trad M:4/4 L:1/8 K:A E2 | A2A>B AE CE | A>G AB c3A | c2cd e2dc | BA GA B3c | A>G AB A>G FE | A>G AB (EFG) E | AG AB cd ed | c2 B2 A4 || "Chorus" c2B2 A>B (AF) | EF"Be"=GE "fore"AG AB | cd "*"e<d c2B2 | A6 |] W:1. W:Now, come, my brave boys, as I've told you before, W:Come drink, my brave boys, and we'll boldly call for more, W:For the French they've invaded and they say that they will try, W:They say that they will come and drink old England dry. W:(ch) W:Aye dry, aye dry my boys, aye dry, W:They say that they will come and drink old England dry. W:. W:2. W:Supposing we should meet with the Russians by the way, W:Ten thousand to one we will show them British play, W:With our swords and our cutlasses we'll fight until we die, W:Before that they shall come and drink old England dry. W:. W:3. W:Then up spake old Churchill of fame and renown, W:He swears he'll come true to his country and crown, W:For the cannons they shall rattle and the bullets they shall fly, W:Before that they shall come and drink old England dry. W:. W:4. W:Then it's drink, my brave boys, as I've told you before, W:Come drink, my brave boys, till you cannot drink no more, W:For those French dogs they may boast but their brags are all my eye, W:They say that they will drink old England dry.: % % % % %]

					
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