Come fill up your glasses
(and let us be merry!)
For to rob and to plunder
(it is our intent!)
As we roam through the valleys,
Where the lily, and the roses,
And the beauty of Kashmir lay drooping its head.
Then away, (then away,) then away,(then away),then away!
To those caves in yonder mountains where the robbers retreat.
Hark, hark, in the distance
(there's footsteps approaching!)
Stand! stand and deliver!
(it is our watch cry!)
As we roam through the valleys,
Where the lily, and the roses,
And the beauty of Kashmir lay drooping its head.
Then away, (then away,) then away,(then away),then away!
To those caves in yonder mountains where the robbers retreat.
So we stuffed up our pockets,
(With gold and with jew-els!),
And we made for the forest,
(with the hounds in full cry!)
As we roam through the valleys,
Where the lily, and the roses,
And the beauty of Kashmir lay drooping its head.
Then away, (then away,) then away,(then away),then away!
To those caves in yonder mountains where the robbers retreat.
Come fill up your glasses,
(and let us be merry!),
as the moonbeams are shining,
(right over our beds!),
As we roam through the valleys,
Where the lily, and the roses,
And the beauty of Kashmir lay drooping its head.
Then away, (then away,) then away,(then away),then away!
To those caves in yonder mountains where the robbers retreat.
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