76 LANDLOBD. FILL YOUR FLOWING BOWL.

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1. Come, landlords,fill your flowing bowl Un - til it doth run o - ver, Come, landlords, fill your

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3. The man whodrinks cold water pure, And goes to bed quite so - ber, The man who drinks cold
4. But he whodrinks just whathe likes, Anrl getteth “half seas o - vet,” But he viho drinks just

whisky punch, And goes to bed right mel - low, Lives as he ought to live,
xva-ter pure, And goes to bed quite so - ber, Falls as the leaves do fall,
what he likes, And getteth “half-seas o - vet,” \Vill live un - til he dies, perhaps, \Vill