It's a great separation my friends they have caused me
By bearing their spite that my favor was won
It's a great separation, likewise a vexation
And they shall be sorry for what they have done

Eat, drink, and be jolly, and care not for folly
And drowned away sorrow in a bottle of wine
Pass it to the boys in cold-flowing bumpers
And play on the fiddle to pass away time!

Farewell to Bon County, I'm bound for to leave you
And seek my heart's fortune in some foreign land
Where bottles and glasses is my greatest comfort
And when we do meet we'll will join heart and hand

Farewell to my friends and my good old neighbors
Likewise to the girl I'll never see more
This world, it is wide, and I'll spend it in pleasures
I don't care for no one that don't care for me

Eat, drink, and be jolly, and care not for folly
And drowned away sorrow in a bottle of wine
Pass it to the boys in cold-flowing bumpers
And play on the fiddle to pass away time!

My fortune is small, so freely I own it
What little I have it is all of my own
I might have lived longer to enjoy it with pleasure
If my poor friends had a' let me alone

Eat, drink, and be jolly, and care not for folly
And drowned away sorrow in a bottle of wine
Pass it to the boys in cold-flowing bumpers
And play on the fiddle to pass away time!

I've money a plenty to bear my expenses
And when it's all gone I'll chop wood and get more
When death becomes on me I'll freely go with it
Pay up my last dues and go with it home

Eat, drink, and be jolly, and care not for folly
And drowned away sorrow in a bottle of wine
Pass it to the boys in cold-flowing bumpers
And play on the fiddle to pass away time!

Eat, drink, and be jolly, and care not for folly
And drowned away sorrow in a bottle of wine
Pass it to the boys in cold-flowing bumpers
And play on the fiddle to pass away time!