The Mediaeval Baebes - Omnes Gentes Plaudite (The Drinking Song) lyrics

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E saw miny briddes seten on a tree;

He token her flight and flowen away,

With ego dixi, have a good day.

Many white fedres hath the pye —

I may noon more singen, my lippes arn so dry!

Manye white federes hath the swan —

The mor that I drinke, the lesse good I can!

Ley stikkes on the fer, wil mot it brenne —

Geve us onys drinken er we gon henne!

Omnes gentes, plaudite

Omnes gentes, plaudite

Omnes gentes, plaudite

Omnes gentes, plaudite