Here’s one, two, three jolly lads all in one mind We are come a pace egging and I hope you’ll prove kind And I hope you’ll prove kind with your eggs and strong beer For we’ll come no more nigh you until the next year And the first to come in is Lord Nelson you’ll see With a bunch of blue ribbons tied round by his knee And a star on his breast that like silver doth shine And I hope he remembers it’s pace egging time And the next to come in, it is Lord Collingwood And he fought with Lord Nelson till he shed his blood And he’s come from the sea, Old England to view And he’s come a pace-egging with all of his crew And the last to come in is old Toss Pot you’ll see He’s a valiant old man and in every degree He’s a valiant old man and he wears a pig tail And his only delight is a-drinking mulled ale Come ladies and gentlemen, sit by the fire Put your hands in your pockets and give us our desire Put your hands in your pockets and treat us all right If you give nowt we’ll take nowt, farewell and goodnight