Dear Richard's Wake Lyrics

come all ye taletellers with bridges to burn

put your money away

dear richard has died and it's eight in the morn

and we must get back to drinkin'



now richard did rarely take pleasure in wealth

put your money away

top o' the morning to you and the rest to himself

and we must get back to drinkin'

these bottles of cheer is on old richard dear

and he'd will it that way i been thinkin'

for it comes from the trust that he languished from us

and we must get back to drinkin'



now the misses was stitched with a delicate thread

put your money away

for i've held the poor dear as she thrashes in bed

but we must get back to drinkin'



in years that would follow apart we did drift

put your money away

for he took the oath and i took the fifth

and we must get back to drinkin'



each bottle of cheer is on old richard dear

and he won't have your wages i'm thinkin'

for it's all from the fuss that he landed on us

and we must get back to drinkin'.