Bobby Bob, Ellan Vannin,

There's a line in your offered first verse which is slightly different to the version I know:


At the pub on the crossroads there's whisky and beer.
There's brandy from cognac that's fragrant but dear.
But for killing the thirst and for raising the gout(?) *
There's nothing at all beats a pint of good stout.


The line I have goes: 'But for killing the thirst and for gracing (greasing) the throat'