Pick up your glass. Put down a round. This night, won't always be.
If hard times fall, Upon us all, We say it will not last. And we will see our good friends free. And life, will tell the tale.
* All they pride, will left decide When fortune turns her wheel, When fortune turns her wheel.
Some of my fair, pretending friends, And friends, they still are. Proved false, and turned their backs on me. When mine was at the wall.
But with this glass, that all should pass. And I, will wish them well. If some strange fate may wait for them, When fortune turns her wheel, When fortune turns her wheel.