Chorus:
Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel, we've got the blues on the run
Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel, for the gang's all here
Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit
Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit.
EINS! ZWEI! DREI!
G'SUFFA!
Zicke Zacke, Zicke Zacke
Oy, Oy, Oy!
Zicke Zacke, Zicke Zacke
Oy, Oy, Oy!
PROST!
[feel free to sing either the main lyrics or (the responses)]
In Heaven there is no beer (no beer!)
That's why we drink it here (drink it here!)
And when we're gone from here (gone from here!)
All our friends will be drinking all the beer (no friends!)
Dough Ray Me (ala Julie Andrews but more surly....and slurry!)
Dough, the stuff that buys me Beer
Ray, the guy who serves my Beer
Me, the (guy/gal) that drinks my Beer
Far, a long long way for Beer
So, I think I'll have a Beer
La, la la la la la Beer
Tea? No thanks, I'm drinking Beer
And that brings us back to Beer, Beer, Beer, Beer!!!
