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Of all things thirst I count the worst,
And always stand in fear; So when I goes out I carries about
A little pint bottle of beer :
For I likes a little good beer; So when I goes out I carries about
A little pint bottle of beer ;
For I likes a little good beer.
'Twixt wet and dry I always try
From the extremes to steer; And tho' I've shrunk from getting dead drunk,
I've always been fond of my beer :
For I likes a little good beer ; And tho' I've shrunk from getting dead drunk,
I've always been fond of my beer;
For I likes a little good beer.
Let ministers shape the duty on Cape,
And ordain that Port shall be dear ; But damn their eyes if ever they tries
To rob a poor man of his beer ;
For I likes a little good beer; But damn their eyes if ever they tries
To rob a poor man of his beer ;
For I likes a drop of good beer. |
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