A long time ago, way back in history, When all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea. Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops, And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops. He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Curtis bar, the James' Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well One thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell So all ye lads a lasses at eleven O'clock ye stop For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops 1 2 3 4 5 He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick, The kind of lubrication to make your engine tick. 40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks. Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax, 1 2 3 4 5 He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Lord bless Charlie Mops!

I pulled out for San Anton' I never felt so good My woman said she'd meet me there And of course, I knew she would The coachman, he hit me for my hook And he asked me my name I give it to him right away Then I hung my head in shame Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Looking for my lo and behold Get me outta here, my dear man I come into Pittsburgh At 6:30 flat I found myself a vacant seat And I put down my hat "What's the matter, Molly, dear? What's the matter with your mound?" "What's it to ya, Moby Dick? This is chicken town!" Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Looking for my lo and behold Get me outta here, my dear man I bought myself a herd of moose One she could call her own Well, she came out the very next day To see where they had flown I'm going down to Tennessee Get me a truck or something Gonna save my money and rip it up Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Looking for my lo and behold Get me outta here, my dear man Now, I come in on a Ferris wheel And boys, I sure was slick I come in like a ton of bricks Laid a few tricks on them Going back to Pittsburgh Count up to 30 Round that horn and ride that herd Gonna thread up Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Looking for my lo and behold Get me outta here, my dear man

I got a job, and my name's Joe Spend my days at the Texaco Never show up late Never show up drunk 'Cause when I get half lit, I'm a loaded gun Made a couple of wrong turns, did county time I do everything I can to stay between the lines I got a couple of good buddies that all stop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle Some battles are fought on foreign shores And some are fought behind closed doors Some fall from grace Some lose their wings Some find the peace, salvation brings I got a couple of good buddies that all stop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle Here's to good days, here's to livin' And here's to old sins, being forgiven And a bunch of good buddies that all drop in Say "it's good to see you brother, man, how you been?" I can't complain, I'm doin' alright Sleepin' pretty good, staying dry Thank the Lord every mornin' with a sweet Amen For how far I've come from, where I been So here's to good days, better tomorrows And a light, at the end of the bottle At the end of the bottle

There are stars in the southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight and moss in the trees Down the Seven Bridges Road Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way And I have loved you wild Sometimes there's a part of me Has to turn from here and go Runnin' like a child from these warm stars Down the Seven Bridges Road There are stars in the southern sky And if e'er you decide you should go There is a taste of thyme-sweetened honey Down the Seven Bridges Road