The brewers of this nation nare renowned for their fine ales br They brew them up in Scotland, Ireland, England - and in Wales br There are Manx brews and Scilly brews and brews from far Cornwall br My delight's the supping of each one, to find the best of all br There is 'Knicker Dropper Glory', 'Bishop's Finger' and there's 'Bass' br Marstons' beer - a 'Pedigree' some think none could surpass! br You can have the 'Doggies Bollocks' or some 'Fuggles' in your Jar br Or 'Indiana's Bones', my friend, when you go to the bar! br br Beers are brewed from barley, from the maltsters fine domain br Where he germinates the seed and then kiln dries the grain br Then its crushed and, mashed with water, then its mashed with hops br With yeast it's then fermented, put in barrels, sent to shops! br There is 'Whistle Belly Vengeance' and a tasty 'Pitchfork' brew br Of 'Otter', 'Barn Owl', 'Dolphin' I'll admit I've supped a few! br You could have a 'Pig's Ear' even have the entire 'Snout' br I even once had 'Wobbly Bob' behind 'The Tickled Trout'! br br Beware of specific gravity, it may well alter yours br Too high and one too many finds you crawling on all fours br It lubricates the vocal chords, you'll be singing like the birds br But it waters down your senses so you up your muddled words! br Good ale is like good women, its tasty and its kind br Its hard to go on working 'cos it's always on your mind br It picks you up, it's physic - all your troubles it will ease br So landlord, it's a pint of your good ale, I'm drinking, pleasebr br Lucy Burrowbr br