Where the lager runs like blazes, and the music is so sweet,
I'll order lots of liquor and something nice to eat;
We'll listen to the singers, they'll make you laugh and wink;
So come into the cellar and have a social drink.
Here's to the lager!
Here's to the lager!
Wait for the lager, and we'll all have a drink.
You can't believe a moment that rum or gin, my dear,
Can make you half so merry as a glass of lager beer.
We'll have a glass of lager, segars and oysters, too,
And listen to the singers with their "Hip de doodle do."
Together when we're tipsy, we're spinning like a top,
An' if we have no tumble, we'll never have a stop;
Then come with me, my covey, for I have lots of chink,
'Well step into the cellar and all have a drink!