Dave Taylor - Too Much Drinking Lyrics

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale

When I was a young man, I kept bad company
In many an alehouse spent my days and spent my money free
And of a night I took delight in that flash company
I cared not where the money went with a damsel on my knee

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale

George Davenport it was my name, and warnings I had many
Good counsel though I would not heed, though down to my last penny
My pockets they were empty, and so one fateful day
I took me to a robbing all on the King's highway

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale

The King's shilling I did take, some forty times or more
But used it to get the sergeant drunk and bolted through the door
I played at catch me if you can, over roofs so high
The down the lanes so fast I ran, they thought that I could fly

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale

Many a farmer I did rob, though loudly they did curse
A brace of pistols in my hand, relieved them of their purse
I'd play the fiddle, I'd dance a jig, or sing a merry song
Then boldly I'd take to the road when my money was all gone

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale

But now alas, pity my fate, as in this jail I lie
Repenting of my wicked deeds, a sentenced for to die
Soon standing on the gallows high, my story will be told
May God forgive my wicked deeds, have mercy on my soul

The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale
The More You drink the worse you think
Perchance your health and purse will fail
Beware of swallowing too much ale