There was a skilffler called Lonnie
Whose lyrics were sometimes quite funny
He kept on singing about my old man being a dustman
But he wasn't, he was a busman

He wanted a pub with no beer
But Sooze thought that was a bit queer
So she said come to the Eight Jolly Brewers
Where you can drink real ales here

Strollin' agreed with our Sooz
Do come and try our booze
We open on Friday the 14th
You won't see our Sooz cuase she is having a snooze

But georgian silver says "be blessed all"
To think that Lonnie would come here, what gall
You just be happy and listen to the chappy
who plays at the end of it all