Poxy Boggards
Текст песни God Save Thee, Fair Barley

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God save thee, fair barley, so good ale may flow.
We raise up our tankards and down it will go.
We drink through the day, we drink through the night,
We drink the fair ale 'til we loseth our sight.

My wife, she did brew a hogshead last night.
I peek in the kettle to make sure it's right.
I count every hour, though scorneth my wife.
I drink the fair ale every day of my life.

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My brother did brew a bold bitter batch
With a roasted brown barley - no beer was its match.
Two weeks to ferment, two more in the kegs,
But in just one night it was drained to the dregs.

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Last night I did drink a batch of the worst.
It tasted much better long after the first.
Next morning I woke with a terrible sore.
So I reached for my tankard and I tossed back some more.

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My father did drink three pints every night.
That's he and my mother got into a fight.
"Ye drink too much ale!", my mother she cried.
But my father did drink till the day that he died.

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God save thee, fair barley, so good ale may flow.
We raise up our tankards and down it will go.
We drink through the night, we drink through the day,
We drink the fair ale 'til we loseth our way.