A long time ago, way back in history, When all they had to drink was nothing but cups of tea Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mopps And he invented a wonderful drink and made it of malt and hops
Chorus: Oh, he oughta been an admiral, a sultan or a king And to his praises we should always sing Oh, look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer God bless Charlie Mopps, the man who invented beer
Oh, the day that Charlie died, he knocked at heaven’s gate He said to St Peter, ‘Now tell me how I rate’ St Peter looked at him and said, ‘Now tell me who are you?’ He said, ‘I’m Charlie Mopps’ and Peter said, ‘Pass through’
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At the Hotham, Young & Jackson’s and the Sarah Sands as well There’s one thing you can be sure - it’s Charlie’s beer they sell So come on all you lucky lads, at ten o’clock she stops For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mopps
A-one-two-three-four-five
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An Australian version of a song that was created somewhere in the British Isles. The above is as printed at pages 94-95 of 'Australian Folksongs of the Land and its People' compiled by the Folk Lore Council of Australia 1974.