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Here's to you, Arthur! You and I / Have seen a lot of stormy weather, / Since first we clinked cups on the sly / At school together.
The winds of fate have had their will / And blown our crafts so far apart / We hardly knew if either still / Were on the chart.
But now I know the love of man / Is more than time or space or fate, / And laugh to scorn the powers that ban, / With you for mate.
It's good to have you sitting by, / Old man, to prove the world no botch, / To shame the devil with your eye / And pass the Scotch.