We Be Soldiers Three 
                     Deuteromelia (1609)


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

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

3. He that will not pledge me thus, 
Pardona moy je vous an pree, 
Pays for the shoot whatever it is, 
With never a penny of money. 

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