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Paddy Ryan

"The Man That Waters the Workers' Beer" (karaoke)

"The Man That Waters the Workers' Beer" (sheet music)


I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

Yes, I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

What do I care if it makes them ill or it makes them terribly queer?

I’ve a car, a yacht, and an aeroplane, and I waters the workers’ beer.

 

Now, when I make the workers’ beer, I puts in strychinine,

Some methylated spirits, and a drop of paraffin.

But since a brew so terribly strong might make them terribly queer,

I reaches my hand for the water tap, and I waters the workers’ beer.

 

I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

Yes, I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

What do I care if it makes them ill or it makes them terribly queer?

I’ve a car, a yacht, and an aeroplane, and I waters the workers’ beer.

 

A drop of beer is good for a man who’s thirsty, tired, and hot.

And sometimes I have a drop for myself from a very special lot.

But a fat and wealthy working class is the thing that I most fear,

So I reaches my hand for the water tap, and I waters the workers’ beer.

 

I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

Yes, I’m the man, the very fat man, that waters the workers’ beer.

What do I care if it makes them ill or it makes them terribly queer?

I’ve a car, a yacht, and an aeroplane, and I waters the workers’ beer.

 

Now ladies fair beyond compare, be ye maid or wife,

Oh, sometimes lend a thought for one who leads a wand’ring life.

The water rates are shockingly high, and chemicals are so dear,

So there isn’t the profit there used to be when I waters the workers’ beer.


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