Little Robyn, your words sound like "On the Farm," purportedly a Stanford University drinking song:

Oh, it's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, that makes us feel so frisky,
On the farm, on the farm.
Oh, it's whiskey, whiskey, whiskey, that makes us feel so frisky,
On the Leland Stanford Junior Farm.
My eyes are dim, I cannot see
I have not brought my specs with me.

Oh, it's beer, beer, beer, that makes us want to cheer...(as above)
Oh, it's wine, wine, wine, that makes us feel so fine...
Oh, it's gin, gin, gin, that makes us want to sin...
Oh, it's ice-cold-duck that makes us want to______

Charles