A NZ teaching colleague of mine in S London called Jim McNeish, who subsequently iirc became a fairly well-known journalist but of whom I have heard nothing for many years, back in the late-50s used to sing a song with chorus: "Rows of bottles standing upright, Labelled in bright blue and gold; Beer so cold it needs no icing In the cellar's deep dark hold" [from memory], which he claimed to be a traditional NZ song; but he seemed to know no others.

~Michael~