(From "fi'pring")
Give a
rouse, then, in the May time
For a life
that knows no fear!
Turn night-time into daytime
With the
sunlight of good cheer!
For it's
always fair weather
When good
fellows get together,
With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
When the wind comes up from Cuba,
And the
birds are on the wing,
And our hearts are patting j uba
To the
banjo of the spring,
Then it's
no wonder whether
The boys
will get together,
With a stein on the table and a cheer for everything.
For we're all frank-and-twenty
When the
spring is in the air;
And we've faith and hope a-plenty,
And we've
life and love to spare:
And it's
birds of a feather
When we all
get together,
With a stein on the table and a heart without a care.
For we know the world is glorious,
And the
goal a golden thing,
And that God is not censorious
When his
children have their fling;
And life
slips its tether
When the
boys get together,
With a stein on the table in the fellowship of spring.
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