trees - soldiers three lyrics
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we be soldiers three,
pardonez-moi, je vous en pris,
lately come forth of the low country
with never a penny of money.
here, good fellows, i drink to thee,
pardonez-moi, je vous en pris
to all good fellows wheree’r they may be
with never a penny of money.
and he that will not pledge me this,
pardonez-moi, je vous en pris,
pays for the shot whatever it is
with never a penny of money.
charge it again, oh, charge it again,
pardonez-moi, je vous en pris,
as long as there is any ink in the pen
with never a penny of money!
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