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May we never want a friend or a bottle to share

it with him.

H ere's to those I love,

H ere's to those who love me,

Here's to those who love those I love,

And here's to t hose who love those who love me.

H ere 's a toast to all "·ho a re here,

No ma tter where you a re from ;

J\Iay the best d ay you have ever seen

Be worse than your worst t o come .

Happy are we me t, happy h ave we been, happy

may we part, a nd happy meet again .

If

I should die to-night, a nd you come to my

cold cor pse and say, weeping a nd heartsick o'er

my lifeless clay, and you should come in dee pest

grief a nd woe, and say, "Here's that fiver I owe ,"

I migh t a rise in my coffin, a nd say," What's tha t?"

If

I should die to-ni ght, a nd you should come to

my cold cor pse and kneel, clasping my bier, to

show the grief yo u feel, I say if I should die to-night,

a nd you s hould come to me, a nd there a nd then

just even hint abou t p aying me that fi ver, I might

arise the wh ile, but I 'd drop dead again .

To-morrow can wait;

Let us h ave wine a nd women, mirth and la ughter,

Sermons a nd soda water t he day a fter.

Drink While You Can.

Drink to-clay a n d drown all sorrow,

Yo u sha ll p erh aps no t do it to-morrow.

Best while you have it use your breath,

There is no drinking after death.

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