Subject: Throo Drinkin' Bitter Beer
From:
Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 30 Mar 00 - 06:51 AM
Throo Drinkin' Bitter Beer Says Billy Dunn, " Aw'll ne mair sing
In praise o' bitter beer,
It's the varry thing te kill us--
Aw'm deed noo varry near.
Aw divvent want to dee just yit,
Aw'd like to leeve a eer;
Aw'm sure aw winnet leeve six munths
If aw drink bitter beer. Chorus-
Oh lads, tyek nyen on't for fear!
If ye want te commit suicide,
An' like a ghost appear,
Ye'll get the shakes an' ne mistake,
Throo drinkin bitter beer! They gie this stuff a' sorts o' nyems,
Sum Edinboro Ale.
Scotch Bitter an Best Borton,
An' sum call'd Indian Pale.
The last nyem may be reet eneuff,
Aw's awful pale an' queer;
Thor'll be varry few fresh-cullor'd
Throo drinkin bitter beer! They say that it 'ill myek ye eat,
But that mun be a lee;
Aw can assure ye the effects
Quite different wi' me
Aw've fairly lost me appetite,
Me heed's not varry clear;
An' its but little that aw tyest
Throo drinkin bitter beer! Aw shake as if me varry hands
Diddent belang te me;
Aw feel as if aw cuddent work
Throo gettin on the spree,
Aw trimmil se, they'll not catch me
Ne mair at bitter beer;
Aw knaw aw nivvor feel this way
When aw drink wetter clear!
-Joe Wilson
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