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A Tankard of Ale
Into France I have oftentimes followed,
And once took a trip into Spain ; And all kinds of liquors I've swallowed,
From spring water up to champagne. * But the richest of wines to my thinking,
Compared with good stingo is stale ; For there's nothing in life that's worth drinking
Like a bumper of Warrington ale.
By Hilaire Belloc
They sell good beer at Haslemere
And under Guildford Hill. At Little Cowfold as I've been told
A beggar may drink his fill: There is a good brew in Amberley too,
And by the bridge also ; But the swipes they take in at the Washington Inn
Is the very best Beer I know.
Chorus. With my here it goes, there it goes,
All the fun's before us : The Tipple's aboard and the night is young, The door's ajar and the Barrel is sprung, I am singing the best song ever was sung
And it has a rousing chorus,
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