There is a song that I love to sing and I'll sing it now for you 
My friend it is no mystery, it's of the fine brown brew 
I have yet to meet the ale for which I didn't care 
And there's no pub in all the land where you won't find me there 

Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 
Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer 
And when the barrel is empty we'll surely shed a tear 
Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 

Seven days without a drink does surely make one week 
And it's pleasure in a company of a frosted mug I seek 
I've travelled clear across the world you know that I've been cursed 
But the Devil doesn't know where a man will go 
when he's dying of the thirst 

Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 
Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer 
And when the barrel is empty we'll surely shed a tear 
Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 

Mr. Killian would be proud if he heard the old one say: 
"Another time 'round with the Irish Red, and the Devil, let him pay!" 
Sometimes she's a homely wench or a beautiful maiden fair 
But there's nothing else on this green earth to which she can compare 

Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 
Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer 
And when the barrel is empty we'll surely shed a tear 
Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 

Now, there is but one dream I have and of this I will relate 
It's not of riches, fame or power for these are not my fate 
Sure it's clear that I love my beer and of this there is no doubt 
And when I turn the kitchen tap I wish she'd come flowing out! 

Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 
Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer 
And when the barrel is empty we'll surely shed a tear 
Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer

Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer 
Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer 
And when the barrel is empty we'll surely shed a tear 
Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer


(c) Jim Nelson