How happy's that man that's free from all care That loves to make merry, that loves to make merry O'er a drop of good beer With his pipe and his friends puffing hours away Singing song after song till he hails the new day He can laugh, dance and sing and smoke without fear Be as happy as a king till he hails a new year How happy's the man that's free from all strife He envies no other, he envies no other But travels through life Our seaman of old, they fear not their foes They throw away discord, they throw away discord And to mirth they're inclined