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I remember visiting my grand/great grandparents when I was little. Poker games would start, so would the whiskey and then every one would be singing tavern songs. It isnt something you hear very often nowadays, at least around here.

Dad and I went out to lunch today and he started to sing one of them:

Oh, the liquor was spilt on the barroom floor
And the bar was closed for the night
When out of the hole came a little brown mouse
And sat in the pale moon light

He lapped up the liquor on the barroom floor
And back on his haunches he sat
And all night long you could hear him roar
Bring on the god damned cat!

Meow.
Any of you all have a favorite tavern drinking song or two? Nothing commercial.
 

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Ok, ok, ok, I got one. You have to help me though....

The goal is to get down to one, Ok? Ill start...

9999999999999 bottles of beer on the wall,
9999999999999 bottles of beer,
if one of those bottles should happen to fall,
9999999999998 bottles of beer on the wall.

:ban:
 

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9999999999998 bottles of beer on the wall,
9999999999998 bottles of beer,
you take one down, pass it around,
9999999999997 bottles of beer on the wall.
 

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mrkristofo said:
9999999999998 bottles of beer on the wall,
9999999999998 bottles of beer,
you take one down, pass it around,
9999999999997 bottles of beer on the wall.
9999999999997 bottles of beer on the wall,
9999999999997 bottles of beer,
one fell, what the hell,
9999999999996 bottles of beer on the wall
 

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[skips to the end]

Zero bottles of beer on the wall, zero bottles of beer,
go to the store, brew some more
9999999999999 bottles of beer on the wall!

I find singing Whiskey in the Jar is a good drinking song.
 

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the only drinking songs I know are "In heaven there is no beer, that's why we drink it here.................." and "Roll out the barrel". I'm kind of pathetic. In my defense, though, I don't think pollacks can drink and sing at the same times.
 

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I'm certain you all know the tune, but with words by Francis Scott key. The story goes that if you could sing a verse and stay on key, you were sober enough for another round.
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To ANACREON in Heav'n, where he sat in full Glee,
A few Sons of Harmony sent a Petition,
That He their Inspirer and Patron wou'd be;
When this Answer arriv'd from the JOLLY OLD GRECIAN
"Voice, Fiddle, and Flute,
"No longer be mute,
"I'll lend you my Name and inspire you to boot,
"And, besides, I'll instruct you like me, to intwine
"The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS's Vine.

2
The news through OLYMPUS immediately flew;
When OLD THUNDER pretended to give himself Airs_
If these Mortals are suffer'd their Scheme to pursue,
The Devil a Goddess will stay above Stairs.
"Hark! already they cry,
"In Transports of Joy
"Away to the Sons of ANACREON we'll fly,
"And there, with good Fellows, we'll learn to intwine
"The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS'S Vine.

3
"The YELLOW-HAIR'D GOD and his nine fusty Maids
"From HELICON'S Banks will incontinent flee,
"IDALIA will boast but of tenantless Shades,
"And the bi-forked Hill a mere Desart will be
"My Thunder, no fear on't,
"Shall soon do it's Errand,
"And, dam'me! I'll swinge the Ringleaders I warrant,
"I'll trim the young Dogs, for thus daring to twine
"The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS'S Vine.

4
APOLLO rose up; and said, "Pr'ythee ne'er quarrel,
"Good King of the Gods with my Vot'ries below:
"Your Thunder is useless_then, shewing his Laurel,
Cry'd. "Sic evitabile fulmen, you know!
"Then over each Head
"My Laurels I'll spread
"So my Sons from your Crackers no Mischief shall dread,
"Whilst snug in their Club-Room, they Jovially twine
"The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS'S Vine.

5
Next MOMUS got up, with his risible Phiz,
And swore with APOLLO he'd cheerfull join_
"The full Tide of Harmony still shall be his,
"But the Song, and the Catch, & the Laugh shall bemine
"Then, JOVE, be not jealous
Of these honest Fellows,
Cry'd JOVE, "We relent, since the Truth you now tell us;
"And swear, by OLD STYX, that they long shall entwine
"The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS'S Vine.

6
Ye Sons of ANACREON, then, join Hand in Hand;
Preserve Unanimity, Friendship, and Love!
'Tis your's to support what's so happily plann'd;
You've the Sanction of Gods, and the FIAT of JOVE.
While thus we agree
Our Toast let it be.
May our Club flourish happy, united and free!
And long may the Sons of ANACREON intwine
The Myrtle of VENUS with BACCHUS'S Vine.
 

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Virtuous said:
I remember visiting my grand/great grandparents when I was little. Poker games would start, so would the whiskey and then every one would be singing tavern songs. It isnt something you hear very often nowadays, at least around here.

Dad and I went out to lunch today and he started to sing one of them:



Any of you all have a favorite tavern drinking song or two? Nothing commercial.

Oh, what fun! I know a version of that song we used to sing from time to time:

The other night when I come in, so drunk I couldn't see
I hooked my toe in the old doormat and fell as flat as I could be

I had me a little old bottle o' booze (and I didn't have no more)
When I fell down - the cork flew outta the bottle (Plop!-glug glug glug....hic) - 'n spilled it

There's a little old rat in his hidin' place, he got that whiskey scent
He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp, 'n back to his hole he went

Says back to his hole he went, back to his hole he went
He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp (he's drinkin' it all) 'n back to his hole he
went

He slipped right up to my puddle o' gin and he lapped up more and more
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"

"I gonna get drunk once more, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"

He washed his face with his front paws and on his hind leg he sat
And he's a-gettin' pretty high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, where's that
old tom-cat?"

"Now where's that old tom-cat? I said where's that old tom-cat?
He's a-gettin' high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, buddy, where's
that old tom-cat? (I can lick him and his brother)"

The old tom-cat come a-slippin' in, dashed over to the middle o' the floor
The cat jumped over and the rat got sober and he never got drunk no more

He didn' get drunk no more, no he never got drunk no more
The cat jumped over and the rat got sober (poor little feller) and he never got dunk no
more


It's an old Doc Watson song and we would always have a real hard time remembering all the words the later the night went on... :drunk:
 

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From my dad and uncles...


Now the Haas family,
Is the greatest family,
To ever come over from Old Germany!
There's the high land Dutch,
and the lowland Dutch,
and the Rotterdam Dutch,
and the god-damned Dutch.
Glorious,
Glorious,
One keg of beer for the four of us!
Glory be to god,
That there are no more of us,
For we are members of the Haas family!
 

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YooperBrew said:
the only drinking songs I know are "In heaven there is no beer, that's why we drink it here.................." and "Roll out the barrel".
I'm very interested in drinking songs too!!!!! Keep them coming! I'm the manager of an Oompah band (the Bavarian Stompers) and I'm on the look out for more songs we can get the audience to sing along with. We already play the ones quoted above. I've just started passing out lyrics sheets for some songs to the audience and I'd like to add some new tunes. Bawdy is OK. For some gigs, this is OK, some not. I'd really like to rekindle the drinking song tradition. A drunk audience can be loads of fun to play for!
 

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YooperBrew said:
the only drinking songs I know are "In heaven there is no beer, that's why we drink it here.................." and "Roll out the barrel". I'm kind of pathetic. In my defense, though, I don't think pollacks can drink and sing at the same times.
Oh my God YOOP!!! My Grand father used to sing that to me when I was a little kid... thanks for the trip down memory lane
 

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The Pub With No Beer - written by Gordon Parsons but a major, major hit by Slim Dusty (got to No. 1 in England too)

Simple tune but very popular with drunks



Oh it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call
But there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
Than to stand in the bar of a pub with no beer

Now the publican's anxious for the quota to come
And there's a far away look on the face of the bum
The maid's gone all cranky and the cook's acting queer
Oh what a terrible place is a pub with no beer

Then the stockman rides up with his dry dusty throat
He breasts up to the bar and pulls a wad from his coat
But the smile on his face quickly turns to a sneer
As the barman says sadly the pub's got no beer

Then the swaggie comes in smothered in dust and flies
He throws down his roll and rubs the sweat from his eyes
But when he is told, he says what's this I hear
I've trudged fifty flamin' miles to a pub with no beer

Now there's a dog on the v'randa, for his master he waits
But the boss is inside drinking wine with his mates
He hurries for cover and he cringes in fear
It's no place for a dog 'round a pub with no beer

And old Billy the blacksmith, the first time in his life
Why he's gone home cold sober to his darling wife
He walks in the kitchen, she says you're early Bill dear
But then he breaks down and tells her the pub's got no beer

Oh it's hard to believe that there's customers still
But the money's still tinkling in the old ancient till
The wine buffs are happy and I know they're sincere
When they say they don't care if the pub's got no beer

So it's-a lonesome away from your kindred and all
By the campfire at night we'll hear the wild dingoes call
But there's-a nothing so lonesome, morbid or drear
Than to stand in the bar of that pub with no beer
 
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