“The Dying Drunkard”


"What a terrible doom I have met. My teeth are now chattering, my eyes almost dead." "Oh, terrible, terrible doom of despair, My soul, you are landing I do not know where." At first, drinking was fun. Now the singer is dying; he warns others of drink


  1. Shellans, pp. 56-57, "The Dying Drunkard" (1 text, 1 tune)
  2. Roud #7321
  3. BI, Shel056


Author: John Daniel Vass
Earliest date: 1956 (collected by Shellans from John Daniel Vass)
Found in: US(SE)