Come, one and all, both great and small,
With voices loud and clear,
And let us sing, bless Billy our King,
Who 'bated the tax upon beer.
Chorus.—For I likes a drop of good beer, I—do's,
I likes a drop of good beer,
And —— his eyes whoever tries,
To rob a poor man of his beer.
Let minister's shape the duty on Cape,
And cause Port wine to be dear,