A long time ago, beginning of history
When all they had to drink was nothing but cups of tea
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mopps
And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hopps


He’d like to have been an admiral, a sultan, or a king
And to his praises we shall always sing
Look what he has done for us, he’s filled us up with cheer
The Lord bless Charlie Mopps,
the man who invented beer beer beer beer…

A barrel of malt, a bushel of hopps, he stirs it with a stick
The kind of lubrication that’ll make your engine tick
Forty pints a wallop a day to keep away the cracks
It’s only eight seventy a pint, but it’s three fifty with tax


The O’Reilly’s Pub, O’Casey’s Bar, this hole in the wall as well
One thing you can be sure of, it’s Charlie’s beer they sell
So come on all you lucky lads, eleven o’clock she stops
Five seconds of silence now to remember Charlie Mopps