Adieu to Old England

Here's a dew to old England, here's a dew
Here's a dew to five thousand gold crowns
If the world had been banished before I was born
My troubles I'd never have known

Once I could lay on that bed
The bed of the very best down
But now I am glad of a bunch of wheat straw
To keep me poor bones from the ground

Here's a dew to old England, here's a dew
Here's a dew to five thousand gold crowns
If the world had been banished before I was born
My troubles I'd never have known

Once I could drink of that beer
The very best beer in the glass
But now I am glad of cold water
To quench me poor lips from the thirst

Here's a dew to old England, here's a dew
Here's a dew to five thousand gold crowns
If the world had been banished before I was born
My troubles I'd never have known

Once I could eat of that bread
The bread of the very best wheat
But now I am glad of a half mouldy crust
To give me poor body to eat

Here's a dew to old England, here's a dew
Here's a dew to five thousand gold crowns
If the world had been banished before I was born
My troubles I'd never have known

Once I could ride in my carriage
With servants to drive me along
But now I'm in prison, in prison so strong
And not knowing which way to turn

Here's a dew to old England, here's a dew
Here's a dew to five thousand gold crowns
If the world had been banished before I was born
My troubles I'd never have known