Classic Poem

I, JOVIAL wine, exhilarate the heart. Beer .

March beer is a drink for a king. Ale.

But ale, bonny ale, with spice and a tost,
In the morning's a dainty thing. Chorus .

Then let us be merry, wash sorrow away!
Wine, beer and ale shall be drunk to-day. Wine.

I, generous wine, am for the court. Beer.

The citie calls for beer. Ale.

But ale, bonny ale, like a lord of the soyl,
In the country shall domineer. Chorus.

Then let us be merry, wash sorrow away!
Wine, beer and ale shall be drunk to-day.