California Drinking Song lyrics
by University of California Marching Band
[Intro]
The steward went below. (Shhh!)
To light the captain's lamp. (Shhh!)
The lamp, it would not light. (Why not?)
Because the wick was damp. (Oh!)
The captain went below. (Shhh!)
To kick the steward's… (Shhh!)
He said, "So fire it up you son-of-a-b*tch,
The Golden Gate is passed!"
[Verse 1]
Oh, they had a little party down in Newport;
There was Harry, there was Mary, there was Grace.
Oh, they had a little party down in Newport,
And they had to carry Harry from the place.
Oh, they had to carry Harry to the ferry,
And the ferry carried Harry to thе shore;
And the reason that thеy had to carry Harry to the ferry
Was that Harry couldn't carry any more.
[Chorus]
For California, for California,
The hills send back the cry,
We're out to do or die,
For California, for California,
We'll win the game or know the reason why.
And when the game is over, we will buy a keg of booze,
And drink to California 'til we wobble in our shoes.
So drink, tra-la-la,
Drink, tra-la-la,
Drink, drank, drunk last night,
Drunk the night before;
Gonna get drunk tonight
Like I never got drunk before;
For when I'm drunk, I'm as happy as can be
For I am member of the Souse family.
[Verse 2]
Now the Souse family is the best family
That ever came over from old Germany.
There's the Highland Dutch, and the Lowland Dutch,
The Rotterdam Dutch, and the Irish.
Sing glorious, victorious,
One keg of beer for the four of us.
Sing glory be to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone. Damn near.
Here's to the Irish, dead drunk.
The lucky stiffs, they had 4 fifths
And a sixpack too, of Irish brew
And there was grandma swingin' on the outhouse door
Without her nightie and grandpa yellin'
More, more, more, for she was nude.