Merrily push round the glass

Merrily, merrily push round the glass

And merrily troll the glee,

For he who won't drink 'till he wink is an ass;

So neighbour I'll drink to thee.

Merrily, merrily fuddle thy nose,

Until it right rosy shall be.

For a jolly red nose, I speak under the rose,

'Tis a sign of good company.

Merrily, merrily push round the glass

And merrily troll the glee,

For he who won't drink 'till he wink is an ass,

So neighbour I'll drink to thee.