The Friar’s Song lyrics
by University of Michigan
[Verse]
Let sordid folks their sordid ways
Of duties go attending,
Let money-grubbing tradesmen mean their
Narrow life go spending,
While we who scarce can clothe our backs,
Can look on them with pity,
What know they of the joys of life,
What lass would call them witty!
[Chorus]
So… Drink! Drink! Joy rules the day,
Who will have thought of the 'morrow?
Drink! Drink! Hearts are all gay,
Who has the time now for sorrow?
Sing! Sing! Ev'ryone join,
All raise your voices in line,
Our own brotherhood,
So carefree and good,
Oh! Here's to your health, lads, and mine!