Here's to Good Old Beer / The Quartermaster Corps - The Sing-ALong Gang

Here's to good old beer

Drinker down drinker down

Here's to good old beer

Drinker down drinker down

Oh here's to good old beer

For it makes you feel so queer

Here's to good old beer

Drinker down down down

Rollin' home dead drunk

Rollin' home dead drunk

By the light of the silvery moon

Ahaha ahaha

Ahaha ahaha

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rolling

Rollin' home dead drunk

Here's to good old wisky

Drinker down drinker down

Here's to good old wisky

Drinker down drinker down

Oh here's to good old wisky

For it makes you feel so questing

Here's to good old wisky

Drinker down down down

Rollin' home dead drunk

Rollin' home dead drunk

By the light of the silvery moon

Ahaha ahaha

Ahaha ahaha

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rolling

Rollin' home dead drunk

Here's to sparkling ale

Drinker down drinker down

Here's to sparkling ale

Drinker down drinker down

Oh here's to sparkling ale

For it used to well and nail

Here's to sparkling ale

Drinker down down down

Rollin' home dead drunk

Rollin' home dead drunk

By the light of the silvery moon

Ahaha ahaha

Ahaha ahaha

Rollin' rollin' rollin' rolling

Rollin' home dead drunk

Oh it's beer beer beer

That makes you feel so queer

In the corps in the corps

In the corps in the corps

Oh it's beer beer beer

That makes you feel so queer

In the Quartermaster Corps

Mine eyes are dim

I cannot see

I have not brought my specs with me

I have not brought my specs with me

Oh it's Jim Jim Jim

That makes you want to see

In the corps in the corps

In the corps in the corps

Oh it's Jim Jim Jim

That makes you want to see

In the Quartermaster Corps

Mine eyes are dim

I cannot see

I have not brought my specs with me

I have not brought my specs with me