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Charlie Mopps
by trad
[C B A] Beer, beer, beer
[G A B] give us some [C B A] beer, beer, beer
[C] A long time ago way back in history
[C] When all there was to drink was [F] nothin but cups of [G] tea...
[C] Along came a man by the [F] name of Charlie [C] Mopps
[C] and he invented a wonderful thing and he [G] made it out of [C] hops
(Chorus)
He might-en-a be an admiral, a sultan or a king
and to his praises we shall always sing
for look what he has done for us hes filled us up with cheer
May the Lord bless Charlie Mopps, the man who invented
Beer, beer, beer
Chiddily beer, beer, beer.
A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops
and add some yeast as well
that kind of lubrication will make your belly swell
so come along you lucky lads, lets chug a mug o’ shlopps
and for five short seconds we’ll remember Charlie Mopps
One, two, three, four, five, cheers!
(Chorus)
In Falgon’s pub, and Silly’s bar and Vollund’s club as well
One thing you can be sure of, its Sabha’s beer they sell
So come along me lucky lads, at eleven o’clock we’ll stop
and for five short seconds we’ll remember Charlie Mopps
One, two, three, four, five, cheers!
(Chorus)
[G A B] give us some [C B A] beer, beer, beer
[C] A long time ago way back in history
[C] When all there was to drink was [F] nothin but cups of [G] tea...
[C] Along came a man by the [F] name of Charlie [C] Mopps
[C] and he invented a wonderful thing and he [G] made it out of [C] hops
(Chorus)
He might-en-a be an admiral, a sultan or a king
and to his praises we shall always sing
for look what he has done for us hes filled us up with cheer
May the Lord bless Charlie Mopps, the man who invented
Beer, beer, beer
Chiddily beer, beer, beer.
A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops
and add some yeast as well
that kind of lubrication will make your belly swell
so come along you lucky lads, lets chug a mug o’ shlopps
and for five short seconds we’ll remember Charlie Mopps
One, two, three, four, five, cheers!
(Chorus)
In Falgon’s pub, and Silly’s bar and Vollund’s club as well
One thing you can be sure of, its Sabha’s beer they sell
So come along me lucky lads, at eleven o’clock we’ll stop
and for five short seconds we’ll remember Charlie Mopps
One, two, three, four, five, cheers!
(Chorus)