Hmm....LOTS of threads I've missed in the past 3 months. Anyway, I noticed a he-man drinking thread and thought...they probably don't have "In Praise of Alcohol." (And I was right.)

It's an arrangement of a Robert Service Poem by the late David Parry of the Friends of Fiddler's Green.

IN PRAISE OF ALCOHOL

Of vintage wine I am a lover
To drink deep would be my delight
If t'were not for the bleak hangover
I'd get loaded every night
I'd whoop it up with song and laughter
Whoop it up with song and laughter
Whoop it up with song and laughter
If t'were not for the morning after

For though to soberness I'm given
It is a thought I've of-ten thunk
The nearest that is earth to heaven
Is to get sublimely drunk
Is to achieve divine elation
To achieve divine elation
To achieve divine elation
By means of generous libation

Alas the wine-cups claim their payment
And as the price is of-ten pain
If we could know what morning gray meant
We never would get soused again
Rather than buy a hob-nailed liver
Rather than buy a hob-nailed liver
Rather than buy a hob-nailed liver
I'm sure that we'd abstain forever

Yet how I love that glow of liquor
As joyfully I drink it up
Hoping that unto life's last flicker
With praise I'll raise the ruby cup
And let like a jolly monk
And let me like a jolly monk
Let me like a jolly monk
Proceed to get sublimely drunk!