The Bard's Tale - Charlie Mops' Beer Song

A long time ago, way back in history When all there was to drink was nothing 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 (Chorus) He might 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 The Jury's Bar, the Clancy's Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well One thing you can be sure of, it's Charlie's beer they sell So come on all me lucky lads at eleven O'clock ye stops For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops One, two, three, four, five Chorus A barrel of malt, A bushel of hops, you stir it with a stick, The kind of lubrication to make your engine tick. Forty pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks. It's only eight pence ha'p'ny a pot and one and six in tax One, two, three, four, five Chorus The Lord bless Charlie Mops!