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Kick the Keg

And we'll kick the keg 'til its dry
Still dancing tall with the whiskey in our eyes
Sippin' on the moonshine
'Til its dry!

A minute ago it was as quite as a mouse
What are all these people doin in my house?
Only 30 or 40 or 50 minutes 'til sunrise!

The will to fight is a marvelous thing
The honor of drinking in the presence of a king
And if I could but humbly kiss your ring
Then we'd jump up on the tables and we'd shout and we'd sing
The beer we drink is a mighty fine lager
Brewed from hops grown on fields handed down by my father
And this night I would rather spend with no others
Than the earth: my mother; my sisters and brothers!



And we'll kick the keg 'til its dry
Singin' Aye, Aye, Aye!