We Be Soldiers Three

Text and Music: Thomas Ravenscroft

We be soldiers three.
Pardona moy, je vous an pree.
Lately come forth of the low country
With never a penny of money.

Here good fellow, I drink to thee.
Pardona moy, je vous an pree.
To all good fellows whereve they be,
With never a penny of money.

And he that will not pledge me this.
Pardona moy, je vous an pree.
Pays for the shot, whatever it is,
With never a penny of money.

Charge it again, boy, charge it again.
Pardona moy, je vous an pree.
As long as there is any ink in thy pen,
With never a penny of money.

We be soldiers three.
Pardona moy, je vous an pree.
Lately come forth of the low country
With never a penny of money.