The Boare Is Dead Lyrics

1. The Boare is dead,
Loe, heare is his head,
What man could haue done more
Then his head of to strike,
Meleager like,
And bring it as I doe before?

2. He liuinge spoyled
Where good men toyled,
Which made kind Ceres Sorrye;
But now, dead and drawne,
Is very good brawne,
And wee haue brought it for yu.

3. Then sett downe ye Swinyard,
The foe to ye Vineyard,
Lett Bacchus crowne his fall,
Lett this Boares-head and mustard
Stand for Pigg, Goose, and Custard,
And so yu are welcome all.