The Players Song

The nut-brown ale, the nut-brown ale,
Puts down all drink when it is stale,
The toast, the nutmeg, and the ginger
Will make a sighing man a singer.
Ale gives a buffet in the head,
But ginger under-props the brain:
When ale would strike a strong man dead,
Then nutmeg tempers it again.
The nut-brown ale, the nut-brown ale,
Puts down all drink when it is stale.
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