DRINK OLD ENGLAND DRY
Now come, me brave boys, as I've told you before
Come drink, me brave boys, and we'll boldly call for more
For the French they've invited us and they say that they will try
They say that they will come and drink old England dry
Aye, dry, aye dry, me boys, aye, dry
They say they will come over and drink Old England dry.
Supposin' we should meet with the Germans by the way
Ten thousand to one we will show them British play
With our swords and our cutlasses, we'll fight until we die
Before that they shall come and drink old England dry
Then up spake old Churchill of fame and renown
He swears hell be true to his country and his crown
While the cannons they do rattle
And the bullets they do fly
Before that they can come and drink old England dry.
Then its drink me brave boys as Ive told you before
Come drink me brave boys till you can drink no more
For these Germans they may boast and shout
But their boast is all my eye my eye.