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One, two, three, four, five
He might have been an admiral, a sultan or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer!
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer, beer, beer
Tiddly beer, beer, beer
A long time ago, way back in history
When all there was to drink was nothing but cups of tea
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops
And he invented a wonderful drink, and he made it out of hops
He might have been an admiral, a sultan or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer!
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer, beer, beer
Tiddly beer, beer, beer
A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick
The kind of lubrication to make your engine tick
40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks
It's only eight pence halpenny a pint and one and six in tax
He might have been an admiral, a sultan or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer!
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer, beer, beer
Tiddly beer, beer, beer
The Clancy's Bar, O'Reilly's Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well
One thing you can be sure of, it's Charlie's beer they sell
Come on all me lucky lads, eleven o'clock she stops
Five short seconds now to remember Charlie Mops
One, two, three, four, five
He might have been an admiral, a sultan or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Look what he has done for us, he's filled us up with cheer!
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer
