Classic Poem

Bon vin et fillette.

Friendship, and Love, and wine
Will make our party gay:
Then here's fig for Etiquette —
She's only in the way!
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!

We'll take our cue from Love
The god so free and easy,
Who table-cloth for napkin uses
When his mouth is greasy.
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!

Let them be served on gold —
The wealthy and the great:
A pair of lovers only wants
A single glass and plate.
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!

Who's happy on a throne?
You can't sit double there!
Snug table — little truckle bed —
'Tis better far to share
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!

If Poverty, who's here
A constant guest of ours,
Wear nothing but a ragged gown —
Let's set it off with flowers
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!

But no! in such a case,
Let's throw the gown aside —
And Lizzy's natty little figure
Will be better spied
Ring ding, ring ding,
Ring, ding, ding —
Old wine — young lassie —
Sing, boys, sing!