Lager Bier Song.Now, ladies and gentlemen, just in time,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom,To come and listen to mine rhyme,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom.My clothes is made of cash-e-mere,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,By dam, I likes mine lager bier,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum boom.Chorus.—Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum boom.One Dutchman he goes down for to Hetzel’s,He call’d for lager bier and pretzels;Young Hetzel brings the man his lager,He says, “My son, I pay your fader.”Now dis Dutchman was one very big bear,He call’d for brote and Switzer kase;And when he did his Switzer gizzle,He thought that it was time for to mizzle.De barkeeper say, “Pay for your rum.”And den dat Dutchman tried to run;De barkeeper let dat Dutchman fall,You ought to hear dat Dutchman squall.Dis Dutchman he begins and blows,And de barkeeper hit him one in de nose,He say, “Why don’t you pay your grub?”And he ramm’d his head in a big slop-tub.Dey took dat Dutchman to his frow,And she called him one drunken sow;Dat Dutchman he did curse and dam,And she broke his head mit a big tin pan.They sent out for one cow doctor,And he said, “Mine very dear Dutch sir,Of all de sick men you is de vurst,You drink so much bier, by dam, you burst.”Dey took dat Dutchman up to bed,By dam, dat Dutchman he go dead;Dey took and cut him up in slats,Dey said he’d be good to poison rats.And now, good folks, my song is done,I hope dat I’ve offended none;We lay our lager on de shelf,If you want any more, you may sing it yourself.
Lager Bier Song.Now, ladies and gentlemen, just in time,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom,To come and listen to mine rhyme,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom.My clothes is made of cash-e-mere,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,By dam, I likes mine lager bier,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum boom.Chorus.—Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum boom.One Dutchman he goes down for to Hetzel’s,He call’d for lager bier and pretzels;Young Hetzel brings the man his lager,He says, “My son, I pay your fader.”Now dis Dutchman was one very big bear,He call’d for brote and Switzer kase;And when he did his Switzer gizzle,He thought that it was time for to mizzle.De barkeeper say, “Pay for your rum.”And den dat Dutchman tried to run;De barkeeper let dat Dutchman fall,You ought to hear dat Dutchman squall.Dis Dutchman he begins and blows,And de barkeeper hit him one in de nose,He say, “Why don’t you pay your grub?”And he ramm’d his head in a big slop-tub.Dey took dat Dutchman to his frow,And she called him one drunken sow;Dat Dutchman he did curse and dam,And she broke his head mit a big tin pan.They sent out for one cow doctor,And he said, “Mine very dear Dutch sir,Of all de sick men you is de vurst,You drink so much bier, by dam, you burst.”Dey took dat Dutchman up to bed,By dam, dat Dutchman he go dead;Dey took and cut him up in slats,Dey said he’d be good to poison rats.And now, good folks, my song is done,I hope dat I’ve offended none;We lay our lager on de shelf,If you want any more, you may sing it yourself.
Lager Bier Song.Now, ladies and gentlemen, just in time,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom,To come and listen to mine rhyme,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom.My clothes is made of cash-e-mere,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,By dam, I likes mine lager bier,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum boom.Chorus.—Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum boom.One Dutchman he goes down for to Hetzel’s,He call’d for lager bier and pretzels;Young Hetzel brings the man his lager,He says, “My son, I pay your fader.”Now dis Dutchman was one very big bear,He call’d for brote and Switzer kase;And when he did his Switzer gizzle,He thought that it was time for to mizzle.De barkeeper say, “Pay for your rum.”And den dat Dutchman tried to run;De barkeeper let dat Dutchman fall,You ought to hear dat Dutchman squall.Dis Dutchman he begins and blows,And de barkeeper hit him one in de nose,He say, “Why don’t you pay your grub?”And he ramm’d his head in a big slop-tub.Dey took dat Dutchman to his frow,And she called him one drunken sow;Dat Dutchman he did curse and dam,And she broke his head mit a big tin pan.They sent out for one cow doctor,And he said, “Mine very dear Dutch sir,Of all de sick men you is de vurst,You drink so much bier, by dam, you burst.”Dey took dat Dutchman up to bed,By dam, dat Dutchman he go dead;Dey took and cut him up in slats,Dey said he’d be good to poison rats.And now, good folks, my song is done,I hope dat I’ve offended none;We lay our lager on de shelf,If you want any more, you may sing it yourself.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, just in time,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom,To come and listen to mine rhyme,Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom.My clothes is made of cash-e-mere,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,By dam, I likes mine lager bier,Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum boom.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, just in time,
Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom,
To come and listen to mine rhyme,
Chorus—Swilly, willy, wink um boom.
My clothes is made of cash-e-mere,
Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,
By dam, I likes mine lager bier,
Chorus—Swilly, willy, winkum boom.
Chorus.—Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,Swilly, willy, winkum boom.
Chorus.—Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,
Swilly, willy, winkum, hire a saw,
Ri tu re an na, tu re an na,
Swilly, willy, winkum boom.
One Dutchman he goes down for to Hetzel’s,He call’d for lager bier and pretzels;Young Hetzel brings the man his lager,He says, “My son, I pay your fader.”
One Dutchman he goes down for to Hetzel’s,
He call’d for lager bier and pretzels;
Young Hetzel brings the man his lager,
He says, “My son, I pay your fader.”
Now dis Dutchman was one very big bear,He call’d for brote and Switzer kase;And when he did his Switzer gizzle,He thought that it was time for to mizzle.
Now dis Dutchman was one very big bear,
He call’d for brote and Switzer kase;
And when he did his Switzer gizzle,
He thought that it was time for to mizzle.
De barkeeper say, “Pay for your rum.”And den dat Dutchman tried to run;De barkeeper let dat Dutchman fall,You ought to hear dat Dutchman squall.
De barkeeper say, “Pay for your rum.”
And den dat Dutchman tried to run;
De barkeeper let dat Dutchman fall,
You ought to hear dat Dutchman squall.
Dis Dutchman he begins and blows,And de barkeeper hit him one in de nose,He say, “Why don’t you pay your grub?”And he ramm’d his head in a big slop-tub.
Dis Dutchman he begins and blows,
And de barkeeper hit him one in de nose,
He say, “Why don’t you pay your grub?”
And he ramm’d his head in a big slop-tub.
Dey took dat Dutchman to his frow,And she called him one drunken sow;Dat Dutchman he did curse and dam,And she broke his head mit a big tin pan.
Dey took dat Dutchman to his frow,
And she called him one drunken sow;
Dat Dutchman he did curse and dam,
And she broke his head mit a big tin pan.
They sent out for one cow doctor,And he said, “Mine very dear Dutch sir,Of all de sick men you is de vurst,You drink so much bier, by dam, you burst.”
They sent out for one cow doctor,
And he said, “Mine very dear Dutch sir,
Of all de sick men you is de vurst,
You drink so much bier, by dam, you burst.”
Dey took dat Dutchman up to bed,By dam, dat Dutchman he go dead;Dey took and cut him up in slats,Dey said he’d be good to poison rats.
Dey took dat Dutchman up to bed,
By dam, dat Dutchman he go dead;
Dey took and cut him up in slats,
Dey said he’d be good to poison rats.
And now, good folks, my song is done,I hope dat I’ve offended none;We lay our lager on de shelf,If you want any more, you may sing it yourself.
And now, good folks, my song is done,
I hope dat I’ve offended none;
We lay our lager on de shelf,
If you want any more, you may sing it yourself.