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No. 2 - Song - Landlord - "A man may know no voice of friend."
| Landlord: | A man may know no voice of friend; May travel far from kith and kin; But if he have a groat to spend, He'll find a greeting at an Inn. If he be jovial and inclined, In right good company to mingle, A welcome he will surely find, By sunny porch or cheery ingle At an English Country Inn. The Bagman who comes with a pack; The gentle astride of his hack; The Nobleman great who travels in state Finds jolly good fare, jolly good fare, |
| Chorus: | Jolly good fare, and no lack. |
| Landlord: | There is ale in the cellar
and wine in the bin And a welcome for all at a country Inn, at a country Inn. |
| Chorus: | There is ale in the cellar
and wine in the bin And a welcome for all at a country Inn, at a country Inn. |
| Landlord: | The gentle-folk who ride by coach, And they on foot who have to fare, Anticipatingly approach The comfort that awaits them there, And be the journey cold or hot, Beneath its weather-beaten gable, All thoughts of weariness forget, They joke across the well-spread table At an English Country Inn. The Pedlar who pads all the way; The Parson who rides in a shay; The Dowager staid, who come with her maid, Finds jolly good fare, jolly good fare, |
| Chorus: | Jolly good fare, night or day. |
| Landlord: | There is ale in the cellar
and wine in the bin And a welcome for all at a country Inn, at a country Inn. |
| Chorus: | There is ale in the cellar
and wine in the bin And a welcome for all at a country Inn, at a country Inn. |
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Page modified 5 January 2017