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With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
Alas!
They pass
Unheeded by:
And, as they fly,
I,
Being dry,
Sit, idly sipping here
My beer. [More...]
[George Arnold, "Beer"]
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For every wound, a balm.
For every sorrow, cheer.
For every storm, a calm.
For every thirst, a beer.
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Times are hard,
And wages are small,
So drink more beer,
And fuck them all.
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Here's to women, beer and song, may none of them be flat.
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In heaven there is no beer;
That's why we drink it here.
And when we're gone from here,
Our friends will be drinking all the beer.This toast is found in various languages. I heard it sung in German then in English from a polka band at Six Flags over Mid-America on Father's Day 2002. Here are the German & Norwegian versions:
In
German:
An Himmel da gibts kein bier;
Dem trinken vere es hier.
Und sid vere nixt mer hier,
Dem trinken dem annen unser bier.
In Norwegian:
- An himmel er ikke ol;
Sa ma vi drikke sjol.
Da vi er bort ifra,
Den venner skal ha de sa bra.
You may listen to this toast being sung here. [Sound file courtesy of Smithsonian's Folkways Recordings. Buy the cd here.]
- An himmel er ikke ol;
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Glorious! Glorious!
One keg of beer for the four of us!
Glory be to God there are no more of us!
Because the four of us can drink it alone!
- Of all my favorite things to do,
The utmost is to have a brew.
My love grows for my foamy friend,
With each thirst-quenching elbow bend.
Beer's so frothy, smooth and cold--
It's paradise--pure liquid gold.
Yes, beer means many things to me...
That's all for now, I gotta pee!
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