Three Jolly Rogues

[Verse 1]
In the good old colony days
When we lived under the king
Lived a miller and a weaver and a little tailor
Three jolly rogues of Lynne

[Chorus 1]
Three jolly rogues of Lynne
Three jolly rogues of Lynne
Lived a miller and a weaver and a little tailor
Three jolly rogues of Lynne

[Verse 2]
Well, the miller, he stole corn
And the weaver, he stole yarn
And the little tailor, he stole broadcloth
For to keep those three rogues warm

[Chorus 2]
For to keep those three rogues warm
For to keep those three rogues warm
And the little tailor, he stole broadcloth
For to keep those three rogues warm

[Verse 3]
Well, the miller was drowned in his dam
And weaver hung in his yarn
And the Devil put his paw on the little tailor
With his broadcloth under his arm

[Chorus 3]
With his broadcloth under his arm
With his broadcloth under his arm
And the Devil put his paw on the little tailor
With his broadcloth under his arm

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
The miller still floats in his dam
The weaver still hangs in his yarn
And the little tailor he skips through Hell
With his broadcloth under his arm

[Chorus 4]
With his broadcloth under his arm
With his broadcloth under his arm
And the little tailor he skips through Hell
With his broadcloth under his arm