| lyric | Brave lads drinking! Hey!
in a stonebuild tavern;
everyone says they are brigands
and highwaymen!
Hey! Brave lads here are drinking,
hey, in a stonebuild tavern;
everyone says they are brigands
and highwaymen!
Once eleven were we,
one lately has vanished;
all say we soon shall be
on the gallows punished.
Drink my lads, drink ma lads,
do not steal, do not kill!
Hell! how can you drink if
no drop of bllod you spill?
We numbered eleven
desperate marauders;
now they’ll conscript us all,
give us marching orders.
Life ist very hard now.
Give, Lord, what thou canst give!
If we lack food we must
kill and steal to live. |