Drink Up Thy Zider The Wurzels
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Drink up your cider George, pass us round the mug!
Drink up your cider George, your garden's ver' nigh dug
Your cheeks been gettin' redder from Charterhouse to Cheddar
And there's still more cider in the jug!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
Drink up your cider George, and get up off the mat
Drink up your cider George, put on thy Sunday hat
'Cos we're off to Barrow Gurney for to see my brother Ernie
And there's still more cider in the vat!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
Drink up thy cider George, it's time you had a rest
Drink up your cider George, the finest ever pressed
There ain't nothin' like good cider for to make your smile grow wider
And there's still more cider way down west!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
Drink up your cider George, your garden's ver' nigh dug
Your cheeks been gettin' redder from Charterhouse to Cheddar
And there's still more cider in the jug!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
Drink up your cider George, and get up off the mat
Drink up your cider George, put on thy Sunday hat
'Cos we're off to Barrow Gurney for to see my brother Ernie
And there's still more cider in the vat!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
Drink up thy cider George, it's time you had a rest
Drink up your cider George, the finest ever pressed
There ain't nothin' like good cider for to make your smile grow wider
And there's still more cider way down west!
Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milkchurns over, and roll 'em in the clover
The corn's half cut, and so be we!
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