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Ther" is roo m in the halls of pleasure
J7or a long and lordly tra in,
But one by one we mu st a ll file on
Throu gh the narrow a isles of pain.
Eindest rega rds.
Best respects.
The physician, although professedly a good man,
the worse people arc the more he is with them.
H ere 's to you, m y dear, and t o t he dear who 's
not here , m y clear; but if the clear who's not here,
my clear, were here, my dear, I'd not be drinking
to you, clear, that's clear.
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fcrc 's to a lon g life and a merry one,
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quick death and a happy one,
A good girl and a pretty one,
A cold bottle a nd another one .
H ere's to the lawyer, a learned gen tleman , who
rescues your esta te from your enemies a nd keeps
it himself.
Wine is good,
Lo ve is better,
F alse morals spin a spider's fetter.
So fill up the bowl,
Be a jolly old soul,
And you 'll be loved by your girl when you get her.
Oh, fill the w ine-cup high,
The sparkling liquor pour,
For we will care and grief defy,
They ne 'er sh all plague us more.
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