The Three Healths

To ane king and nae king, ane uncle and father

To him that's all these yet allowed to be neither

Come push it aboot while the bottle's our standard

If you know what I mean it's a health to our landlord

To ane queen and nae queen, ane aunt and nae mother

Come boys let us cheerfully drink off another

And now to be honest we'll stick by our faith sir

And stand by our landlord as long as we've breath sir

To ane prince and nae prince, ane son and nae bastard

Beshrew him that say it, a lie that is fostered

God bless them all three, we'll conclude with this one sir

It's a health to our landlord, his wife and his son, sir

To our monarch's return once more we'll advance boys

We've one that's in Flanders, the other's in France boys

Then aboot with the health, let him come, let him come then

Send the wan into England, and both are at home then