No. 6 - Drinking Song - Capt. Spuyten, Dutch Girls and Sailors

Lyrics by Frank Pixley

[Capt. Spuyten:] See the golden bubbles sparkle,
Merrily they're dancing.
Each lad has his lassie and I drink to mine.
Drain the cup that's filled with joy
and happiness entrancing.
If you love me truly pledge with wine.
Now my head with ecstasy is reeling.
Tongue can't tell the happiness I'm feeling.
Come, lads and lassies, fill up your glasses,
Let's frolic while yet we may,
For time is flying and love is sighing.
'Tis folly to trust delay.
Tomorrow we'll die; let's live today.
So here's to the girl that's true.
To the one who's pretty and wise and witty
I drink from my heart to you.
[Chorus:] Come, lads and lassies,
fill up your glasses,
Let's frolic while yet we may,
For time is flying and love is sighing.
'Tis folly to trust delay.
Tomorrow we'll die; let's live today.
So here's to the girl that's true.
To the one who's pretty and wise and witty
I drink from my heart to you.