Wee be soldiers three, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie, Lately come forth of the low country With never a penny of money. Wee be soldiers three, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie, Lately come forth of the low country With never a penny of money. You good fellow I drink to thee, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie: To all good fellowes where ever they be, With never a penny of money. You good fellow I'll sing you a song, Sing for the brave and sing for the strong To all those living and those who have gone With never a penny of money. Wee be soldiers three, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie, Lately come forth of the low country With never a penny of money. And he that will not pledge me this, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie: Payes for the shot what ever it is, With never a penny of money. Wee be soldiers three, Pardonnez-moi je vous en prie, Lately come forth of the low country With never a penny of money. With never a penny of money.