BEER BEER BEER BEER
Traditional Celtic


Beer, Beer, Beer, Tidily Beer, Beer, Beer, Beer... 
A long time ago, way back in history
When all there was to drink was nothing but cup of tea
A long came a man by the name of Charlie Mops 
And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.


Oh, he might have been an admiral, a sultan or a King
And to his praises we will always sing,
Look what he has done for us; he's filled our lives with cheer
The Lord bless Charlie Mops the man who invented beer.


Beer, Beer, Beer, Tidily Beer, Beer, Beer, Beer... 

A barrel of malt a bushel of hops you stir it around in the sink
The kind of lubrication that make your engine tick
Forty pints of wallop a day will keep away the cracks
It's only two and fifty pounds a pint, and five percent in tax!


The White Heart, The Dragon Inn, the Royal Oak as well
One thing you can be sure of it's Charlie's beer they sell
Come on all ye lucky lads at eleven o'clock she stops
Five short seconds to remember Charlie Mops
One… Two…. Three…. Four… Five…. 

Oh, he might have been an admiral, a sultan or a King
And to his praises we will always sing,
Look what he has done for us; he's filled our lives with cheer
The Lord bless Charlie Mops the man who invented beer.


Beer, Beer, Beer, Tidily Beer, Beer, Beer, Beer... 



(Contributed by Bette Carl - April 2002)