The versions of the song already quoted are similar to the one I know. Last verse is slightly different:

Oh where are your feathered hats, your mantles rich and fine? They've all been a-swallowed up in tankards of good wine. Oh where are your maidenheads, you maidens brisk and gay? We left them in the ale-house, we drank them clean away, we drank them clean away!

Strikes me that it's one of those songs that has been altered over the years according to people's memory of the words. All in the good old oral tradition!

mouldy