Thousands or More

Well the time passes over more cheerful and gay

Since we've learnt a new act to drive sorrows away

Sorrows away, sorrows away, sorrows away

Since we've learnt a new act to drive sorrows away

Bright Phoebe arises so high up in the sky

With her red, rosy cheeks, and her sparkling eye

Sparkling eye, sparkling eye, sparkling eye

With her red, rosy cheeks, and her sparkling eye

Well if you ask me for 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, find me at home

With my bottle and friend, you will find me at home

Well although I'm not rich and although I'm not poor

I'm as happy as those that scored thousands or more

Thousands or more, thousands or more, thousands or more

I'm as happy as those that scored thousands or more