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Come me lad
Drink up your beer
Forget your fears and foes
Porter is the divine draught
That puts an end to woes
Sing with me
And cheer with me
For things have come to pass
So many years before our time
I've not witnessed, alas!
For God in heaven
On His throne
Has had a divine plan
He sent an angel down on earth
To teach this unto man:
"Now hear what I've
To say to you
Now hark and do not fear
For I will tell you how to brew
Some awsome stuff called beer"
And thus it came
To pass that he
Who was called Charlie Mops
Became the one oft praised in song
Who first has grown the hops
All ye people
Praise the man
Who first made this fine brew
This genius was from heaven sent
Who hops and barley grew
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