Since I am sworn to live my life, And not to keep an easy heart, Some men may sit and drink apart— I bear a banner in the strife.
Some can take quiet thought to wife— I am all day at tierce and carte; Since I am sworn to live my life And not to keep an easy heart.
I follow gaily to the fife, Leave wisdom bowed above a chart And prudence brawling in the mart, And dare misfortune to the knife, Since I am sworn to live my life.