Come Landlord Fill The Flowing Bowl

Here’s to the man drinks water pure and goes to bed quite sober (x2)
Falls as the leaves do fall… (x3)
He’ll die before October

 fill the flowing bowl until it doth run over (x2)
For tonight we’ll merry merry be… (x3)
Tomorrow we’ll be sober

Here’s to the man who drinks strong ale and goes to bed quite mellow
Lives as he ought to live…
And dies a jolly good fellow

Here's to the maid who steals a car and runs to tell her mother
She's a foolish foolish thing…
She'll never steal another

Here's to the maid who steals a car and moves to a new county
She'll get rich from stealing cars…
And soon be worth a bounty.