Come fill up your glasses, and let us be merry
For to rob bags of plunder it is our intent.
Chorus:
As we roam thru yonder valleys
Where the lilys and the roses
And the beauty of Kashmir lay drooping his head
Then away, then away, then away!
To the gates of yonder mountain where the robbers retreat!
Hush! hush! In the distance there's footsteps approaching!
Stand! Stand and deliver! It is our watch-cry!
Chorus
Come fill up your glasses and let us be merry!
For to rob bags of plunder it is our intent!
Chorus