Drink Up the Cider

Drink up the cider, George, pass me 'round the jug

Drink up the cider, George, thy gardens are well nigh dug

There's dung all over thy 'taters and half way up thy gaiters

And there's still more cider in the jug

Drink up the cider, drink up the cider

For tonight we'll merry be

We'll knock the milkmaids over and roll them in the clover

The corn's half cut and so are we

Drink up the cider, George, it is been going far

Drink up the cider, George, it is getting quite a star

Thy cheeks are getting redder from charger-houses and cheddar

And there's still more cider in the jar

Drink up the cider, drink up the cider

For tonight we'll merry be

We'll knock the milkmaids over and roll them in the clover

The corn's half cut and so are we

Drink up the cider, George, get up off the mat

Drink up the cider, George, put on thy great big hat

We're going to Barrowgarry to see me brother, Larry

And there's still more cider in the vat

Drink up the cider, drink up the cider

For tonight we'll merry be

We'll knock the milkmaids over and roll them in the clover

The corn's half cut and so are we

Drink up the cider, George, get up off me chest

Drink up the cider, George, it's time you had a rest

There's nothing like more cider to make your smile get wider

And there's still more cider in the west

Drink up the cider, drink up the cider

For tonight we'll merry be

We'll knock the milkmaids over and roll them in the clover

The corn's half cut and so are we

Drink up the cider, drink up the cider

For tonight we'll merry be

We'll knock the milkmaids over and roll them in the clover

The corn's half cut and so are we