Текст песни: Here's to the Men + перевод

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

My husband he’s a sailor man

His sails confounding me

And when he left to sea, I pined

To see him once again

For he’s a strong and stalwart lad

Nimble as he’s fast

And for my part I love to run

My rigging up his mast

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

Here’s to the devil who lives below

And the devil who lies above

Here’s to the baker who bakes the bread

And the brewer who brews the beer

Oh, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

And, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

My husband is a laborer

He works both day and night

He plows the field, he cuts the wood

He nails the roof down tight

And when he comes home in the eve

He’ll kiss me on the head

To prove he’s still a working stiff

We tumble into bed

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

Here’s to the devil who lives below

And the devil who lies above

Here’s to the baker who bakes the bread

And the brewer who brews the beer

Oh, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

And, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

Back when I first came of age

The men around would flock

Hardly did one take his leave

Another one would knock

I tasted of their kisses and

Their sundry charms did try

But the man who finally caught me had

A twinkle in his eye

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

Here’s to the devil who lives below

And the devil who lies above

Here’s to the baker who bakes the bread

And the brewer who brews the beer

Oh, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

And, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

Now, old men are my darlings, for

They’ve learned to take their time

And patience is no part of any

Lover in his prime

It’s older men and wiser are

The ones I like to choose

The fact that they are rich as well

Now, what’s a girl to lose?

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

Here’s to the devil who lives below

And the devil who lies above

Here’s to the baker who bakes the bread

And the brewer who brews the beer

Oh, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

And, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

I fancy a young farmer who’s

Out tilling in the field

From dawn to dusk he works the land

Therein lies his appeal

For it’s dusk to dawn, he’s in my bed

To reap as well as sow

And as we’re bringing in the sheaves

I’ll make his cock grow

Here’s to the men we live with

And here’s to the men we love

Here’s to the devil who lives below

And the devil who lies above

Here’s to the baker who bakes the bread

And the brewer who brews the beer

Oh, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

And, what the hell, we may as well

Drink to each man here

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