Prelude

Come brim the mug and in the wanton fire,

Fling book and pencil with a wild desire,

February must see the bottoms up

And him who points to June, call loudly--"Liar".

And those high-pinnacled by listing dean,

And those who labored hard, three C's to glean,

Alike towards honey-dripping wood are turned,

Which entered once, men find forever green.

Not for an age

O Horace sang of a drink that was warm

Dark red or as purple as Ocean

And modern men choke on the drink that is hot

But they sing with the same devotion

For whether it's raw,

Like the edge of a saw,

Or smooth, like a touchable skin

When once it is down

With a smile or a frown

It works just the same from within.

Song of the Puritan

O Munich drinks its l-g-r- b--r,

And Devonshire its a-e,

But I in bleak New England

Drink c-d-r by the pail.

I shun the merry cavalier,

Eschew the ways of flesh

But when it comes to c-d-r,

I do not like it fresh.

So, bung your casks a year or two,

And leave them cool and quiet,

And then you'll find their contents make

A very pleasant diet.

And if some Pilgrim phantom

Deplores your morals loose

Remember that he also drowned

His bleak remorse in apple juice.

"Fourth Down, About a Yard--"

The pond is frozen tight,--(Give a song, give a song!)

The pond is frozen tight,--(Give a song!)

Oh, the pond is frozen tight and the rest of us are right,

Cause the brew of the country can't be wrong.

The brew of the country can't be wrong,

(And we didn't keep them waiting very long)

But we took a jug of cider, and we set a mug beside her,

And we didn't keep them waiting very long.

Where people stop to think,--(Give a song, give a song!)

Where people stop to think,--(Give a song!)

Where people stop to think there is never much to drink,

And we mustn't keep them waiting very long.

We mustn't keep them waiting very long,

(The brew of the country can't be wrong)

And as soon as we begin, we will have a shot of gin,

Cause we mustn't keep them waiting very long.

The stars, wheel in the sky,--(Give a song, give a song!)

The stars wheel in the sky,--(Give a song!)

The stars wheel in the sky, and so will you and I

If we're careful not to keep them waiting long.

The brew of the country can't be wrong,

If we're careful not to keep them waiting long.

And we think that bye-and-bye we will have a slug of rye.

Cause we've never kept them waiting very long.

LET'S TAKE A SHOT OF STRAIGHT BEFORE IT GETS TOO LATE.

* CAUSE WE MUSTN'T KEEP THEM WAITING VERY LONG. R. S. M., R. G. W.

* "It may be funny to you guys, but I want to sleep".