Once more, sans typos! Clones, feel free to delete the previous posting.

HERE'S A HEALTH UNTO HIS MAJESTY

Music: Jeremy Savile

Here's a health unto his majesty,
With a fa la la la la la la,
Confusion to his enemies,
With a fa la la la la la la.
And he who would not pledge his health
We wish him neither wit nor wealth
Nor yet a rope to hang himself.

With a fa la la la la la la la la la
With a fa la la la la la la.

Here's a health unto his majesty,
With a free and loving loyalty,
Now who would not his goblet drain
We wish him neither joy nor gain
To fill an empty purse again.

The traitor who will not comply,
A traitor's death then let him die,
And he that will not pledge the King,
We wish for him no better thing
Then that he lack what now we sing:

(repeat first verse)

As promised, these are the original lyrics from the Penguin Song Book, ed. Leslie Woodgate, pub. 1951. No attribution of the lyrics is included in the book.

Claire

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