The time pa**es over More cheerful and gay Since we learned a new act To drive sorrows away Bright Phoebe awakes So high up in the sky With her red rosy cheeks And her sparkling eye Sparkling eye Sparkling eye With her red rosy cheeks And her sparkling eye If you ask for my credit You'll find I have none With my bottle and friend You will find me at home
Find me at home Find me at home With my bottle and friend You will find me at home Although I'm not rich And although I'm not poor I'm as happy as those That's got thousands or more Thousands or more Thousands or more Thousands or more Thousands or more Thousands or more I'm as happy as those That's got thousands or more