It’s of good ale to you I’ll sing
And to good ale I’ll always cling
I like my mug filled to the brim
And I’ll drink all you’d care to bring
O, good ale, thou art my darling
Thou art my joy both night and morning
It is you that helps me with my work
And from a task I’ll never shirk
While I can get a good home-brew
And better than one pint I like two
I love you in the early morn
I love you in daylight dark or dawn
And when I’m weary, worn or spent;
I turn the tap and ease the vent
It’s you that makes my friends my foes
It’s you that makes me wear old clothes
But since you come so near my nose
It’s up you comes and down you goes
You have caused me debts and I’ve often swore
That I never would drink strong ale no more
But you, for all that, I forgive
And I’ll drink strong ale as long as I live