Solo
Brief must be my explanation,
For I really have done nought.
Free from trouble and vexation,
I a landlord’s business bought.
There I’ve done, with all due ardour,
All that duty order’d me;
Each one ask’d me for the larder,
And there was no scarcity.
CHORUS.
Surely we for wine may languish!
Let the bumper then go round!
For all sighs and groans of anguish
Thou to-day in joy hast drown’d.