Lager beer

I lafs und sings, und shumps aroundt.

Und somedimes acd so gueer.

You ask me vot der matter ish?

I'm filled mit lager peer.

I hugs mine child, und giss mine vife.

Oh, my dey was so dear;

Bot dot ish ven, you know, mire friend,

I'm filled mit lager peer.

Eleetion gomes, I makes mire speech,

Mine het it vas so glear:

De beoples laf, und say ha, ha,

He's filled mit lager peer.

De oder night I got me mad,

De beoples run mit fear.

De bleeceman gome und took me down

All filled mit lager peer.

Next day I gomes pefore de judge,

Says he, "Eh heh, you're here!"

I gives you yust five-fifty-five

For trinking lager peer.

I took mine bocket book qvick oud,

So poor I don't abbear;

Mine money all vas gone, mine friend

Vas gone in lager peer.

Und den dey dakes me off to shail,

To work mine sendence glear,

Und dere I shwears no more to be

Filled oup mit lager peer.

Und from dot day I drinks no more,

Yah, dat is very gueer,

But den I found de tevil lifed

In dot same lager peer.