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T43031 2 Why Are My Eyes Still Flowing UNKNOWN O Drink, drink and never giae o'er, / Drink my brave Boys as I said before, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 612 A New Touch of the Times. a SONG. ?-?

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O Drink, drink and never giae oer, Drink my brave Boys as I said before, The French they have sent us a fresh supply, And swear they will drink Old England dry. But now they are landed the Truth you may think, The Devil shad have them before they shall drink. Our Cannons shall thunder, our Bullets shall fly, Before they shall drink Old England dry. We care not a fig for the best of them all, We will supply ou[r] Army with Powder and Ball, We will soon make them and their Forces to fly, Before they shall drink old England dry. Come all you brave Soldiers and Sailors so bold, That will venture your Lives for Silver and Gold, For now is the Time your Valour to try, That they never may drink old England dry. It is but a Folly to hecter and boast, For we hope that old England will still Rule the Roast, And make them be glad away for to fly, They never shall drink old England dry. Theres tho valiant Duke of fame and renown, He will stand true to the Church and the Crown, And make all its Enemies away for to fly, Before they can drink old England dry Old England is loyal we do understand, They have raisd the Militia and all the trainbands, With a full Resolution our King to stand by, They never can drink old England dry. And if we should meet with their fleet on the Seas, They well may expect they shall have little Ease, We will take, burn and sink them, and make em to fly They never shall drink old England dry. When first that he Landed unto them he said, If Scotland would receive him no tax should be paid, But we will not believe him for fear he should lie, They never can drink old England dry. Let us drink a Health to the Church and the Crown, And send us much strength to pull Popery down, For our Church and our King well fight till we die, They never shall drink Old England dry.