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For all of you who like songs about drink:
WAIT FOR THE LAGER.
A Parody on "Wait for the Wagon."
Will you come with me, my Billy, into the cellar, near,
Where the music sounds the sweetest with a glass of Lager Beer
It's every pleasant evening when I have got the think,
We'll step into the cellar and have a social drink
CHORUS.
Then here's to the Lager,
Here's to the Lager,
Wait for the Lager,
And we'll all have a drink.
Where the Lager runs like blazes, and the music is so sweet,
I'll order lots of liquor, and something nice to eat,
We'll listen to the singers, they'll make you laugh and wink,
So come into the cellar, and have a social drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
You can't believe a moment, that rum or gin, my dear,
Can make you half so merry as a glass of Lager Beer;
We'll have a glass of Lager, Segars, and oysters, too,
And listen to the singers with their "Hop de doodle do."
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
Your cheeks are red as lobster, your nozzle blooms so sweet,
Your bristles smooth and shining, with candle grease so neat,
It's every pleasant evening, when I have got the chink,
We'll step into the cellar and have a social drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
Together when we're tipsy, we'er spinning like a top,
An' if we have no tumble, we'll never have a stop,
Then come with me, my covey, for I have lots of chink,
We'll step into the cellar, and all have a drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
LARRY MAHER'S BIG FIVE-GALLON JAR
Air: Irish jaunting car.
Come, all you jolly sailors bold, that lives both near and far;
I'll sing you a short ditty concerning Larry Maher:
He keeps a slop up boarding house, and sells rot-gut to the tars,
And the pride of New-York City is..his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
So, if you want chain-lightning, step into Larry Maher,
And he will serve you with abundance from his big five-gallon jar.
When first I came to New-York, I came here on a spree,
And hearing tell of Larry Maher, I went the sights to see:
Some drunken shells in the corner lay more swilling at the bar,
And Larry was supplying them from his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
Now, one glass of Larry's beverage will make your heart to ache,
And, when you get keeled over, your cash he'll surely take;
But when you wake next morning, you'll be far outside the bar,
Removed away to Liverpool by .. gallus Larry Maher.
CHORUS.
You may talk about Jamaica rum, and Monongahela too,
Or all the poteen whiskey made from Cork to Killaloo:
For, it's a mere cypher, and far below the par;
For, it can't come up to Larry and his big-five-gallon jar.
CHORUS
Now, this jar is inexhaustible; for, when it is all done,
Larry can replenish it, in the snapping of a gun;
Some camphene and laudanum, alum-water and coal-tar,
Composes this good beverage of .. gallus Larry Maher.
CHORUS.
I took one glass of Larry's rot-gut, and my heart was up for fight,
When an M. P. run at me and knocked me higher than a kite;
He slipped the darbies on me, and the Tombs not being far:
So, I bid farewell to Larry and his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
Pete Bedrossian
150th NY/3rd NCT
WAIT FOR THE LAGER.
A Parody on "Wait for the Wagon."
Will you come with me, my Billy, into the cellar, near,
Where the music sounds the sweetest with a glass of Lager Beer
It's every pleasant evening when I have got the think,
We'll step into the cellar and have a social drink
CHORUS.
Then here's to the Lager,
Here's to the Lager,
Wait for the Lager,
And we'll all have a drink.
Where the Lager runs like blazes, and the music is so sweet,
I'll order lots of liquor, and something nice to eat,
We'll listen to the singers, they'll make you laugh and wink,
So come into the cellar, and have a social drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
You can't believe a moment, that rum or gin, my dear,
Can make you half so merry as a glass of Lager Beer;
We'll have a glass of Lager, Segars, and oysters, too,
And listen to the singers with their "Hop de doodle do."
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
Your cheeks are red as lobster, your nozzle blooms so sweet,
Your bristles smooth and shining, with candle grease so neat,
It's every pleasant evening, when I have got the chink,
We'll step into the cellar and have a social drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
Together when we're tipsy, we'er spinning like a top,
An' if we have no tumble, we'll never have a stop,
Then come with me, my covey, for I have lots of chink,
We'll step into the cellar, and all have a drink.
Then here's to the Lager, &c.
LARRY MAHER'S BIG FIVE-GALLON JAR
Air: Irish jaunting car.
Come, all you jolly sailors bold, that lives both near and far;
I'll sing you a short ditty concerning Larry Maher:
He keeps a slop up boarding house, and sells rot-gut to the tars,
And the pride of New-York City is..his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
So, if you want chain-lightning, step into Larry Maher,
And he will serve you with abundance from his big five-gallon jar.
When first I came to New-York, I came here on a spree,
And hearing tell of Larry Maher, I went the sights to see:
Some drunken shells in the corner lay more swilling at the bar,
And Larry was supplying them from his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
Now, one glass of Larry's beverage will make your heart to ache,
And, when you get keeled over, your cash he'll surely take;
But when you wake next morning, you'll be far outside the bar,
Removed away to Liverpool by .. gallus Larry Maher.
CHORUS.
You may talk about Jamaica rum, and Monongahela too,
Or all the poteen whiskey made from Cork to Killaloo:
For, it's a mere cypher, and far below the par;
For, it can't come up to Larry and his big-five-gallon jar.
CHORUS
Now, this jar is inexhaustible; for, when it is all done,
Larry can replenish it, in the snapping of a gun;
Some camphene and laudanum, alum-water and coal-tar,
Composes this good beverage of .. gallus Larry Maher.
CHORUS.
I took one glass of Larry's rot-gut, and my heart was up for fight,
When an M. P. run at me and knocked me higher than a kite;
He slipped the darbies on me, and the Tombs not being far:
So, I bid farewell to Larry and his big five-gallon jar.
CHORUS.
Pete Bedrossian
150th NY/3rd NCT
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