And it's will ye quaff with me (Reginald de Koven)
- Editor: Christopher Hapka (submitted 2008-07-17). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 199 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
First published: 1890
Description: No. 12 from "Robin Hood"
Original text and translations
1. And it's will ye quaff with me, my lads,
And it's will ye quaff with me?
It is a draught of nutbrown ale
I offer unto ye.
All humming in the tankard, lads,
It cheers the heart forlorn,
Oh! here's a friend to ev'ry one,
'Tis stout John Barleycorn.
So laugh, lads, and quaff, lads,
‘Twill make you stout and hale,
Through all my days I’ll sing the praise
Of brown October ale.
2. And it's will ye love me true, my lass,
And it's will ye love me true?
If not, I'll drink one flagon more,
And so farewell to you.
If Jean or Moll, or Nan or Doll,
Should make your heart to mourn,
Fill up the pail with nut-brown ale,
And toast John Barleycorn.