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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