Lift your glasses high, me friends, and join us in our song
We will toast to all we know, so sing, yes, sing along
We will drink to those we miss and those we don’t as well
For toasting here is the excuse for us to drink like hell!


We'll sing for all those who have gone, that we'll miss every day
We'll sing to those that made us glad they finally went away
To the former we will drink to all that might have been
To the latter we’ll drink more in case they come back again

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We’ll sing for the ladies whose beauty went to our heads
And we’ll sing for the ladies who went slyly to our beds
We’ll drink to the ladies, the shy ones and the bold
For both were much more wild in the stories that we told

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And this verse is for the man we know as Charley Mopps
Who had the brilliant idea of brewing up some hops
Then he threw some barley and some malt into that brew
It may not be as fine as wine, but it will surely do

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Raise a glass unto our friends, our friends both near and far
Who’ve seen us laugh and seen us cry and never left the bar
To friends who’ll let you flounder but never let you sink
Friends who’ll always be there if you’re paying for the drinks

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Here is one just for our wives so lovely and so sweet
Who, when we return won’t throw us out into the street
It’s true that they will scream and nag and sometimes even curse
Even so, we all still know alone would be far worse

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This one is our final toast, and it’s to all of you
For we know you’ll love the show if you’ve been drinking too!
So raise your glasses up dear friends, bottoms to the sky
The jokes will all get funnier if you give it a try

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