Jug of This Lyrics

Ye mourners all, as you pass by
Come in and drink if you are dry
Just spend your money, think not amiss
And pop your nose in a jug of this

Ye tippler's all if you've half a crown
You're welcome all, for to sit down
Just call your drinks and think not amiss
And pop your nose in a jug of this

When I am old and can scarcely crow
With an old grey beard and a head that's bald
Crown my desire and fulfill my wish
A pretty young girl and a jug of this

When I am in my grave and dead
And all my sorrows are past and fled
Transport me then into a fish
And let me swim in a jug of this