at the end of the day i like a little drink to raise up me voice and sing and an hour or two with a fine brown brew and i m ready for anything at the cross keys inn there were sisters four the landlord s daughters fair and every night when they d turn out the light i would tiptoe up the stair singin one for the morning glory two for the early dew three for the man who will stand his round and four for the love of you me girl four for the love of you i got the call from a foreign shore to go and fight the foe and i thought no more of the sisters four but still i was sad to go i sailed away on a ship the morning glory was her name and we d all fall down when the rum went round then get up and start again one for the morning glory two for the early dew three for the man who will stand his round and four for the love of you me girl four for the love of you  i bore once more for my native shore farewell to the raging seas and the cross keys inn it was beckonin and me heart was filled with glee for there on the shore were the sisters four with a bundle upon each knee there were three little girls and a bouncing boy and they all looked just like me one for the morning glory two for the early dew three for the man who will stand his round and four for the love of you me girl four for the love of you