Classic Poem

We be souldiers three,
(Pardona moy ie vous an pree)
Lately come forth of the Low Country,
With never a penny of money.
Fa la la la lantido dilly.

Here, good fellow, I drinke to thee,
(Pardona moy ie vous an pree)
To all good fellows where ever they be,
With never a penny of money.

And he will not pledge me this,
(Pardona moy ie vous an pree)
Payes for the shot whatever it is,
With never a penny of money.

Charge it againe, boy, charge it againe,
(Pardona moy ie vous an pree)
As long as there is any incke in my pen,
With never a penny of money.