Lyrics:

Drink up thy zider George, pass us round the mugs
Drink up thy zider George, thy garden's bare nigh dug
Well there's dung all o'er the taters and half way up thy gaiters
And there's still more zider in the jug

Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll 'em in the clover
For the corns half cut and so be we

Drink up thy zider George, thee'm issn't going far
Drink up thy zider George, thee's getting quite a star
Thy cheek's been getting redder, from Charterhouse to Cheddar
And there's still more zider in the jar

Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll 'em in the clover
For the corns half cut and so be we

Drink up thy zider George, get up off thick mat
Drink up thy zider George, put on thy girt big hat
Oh we'm off to Barrow-Gurney, for to see my brother Ernie
And there's still more zider in the vat

Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll 'em in the clover
For the corns half cut and so be we

Drink up thy zider George, get it off thy chest
Drink up thy zider George, time we had a rest
There's nothing like good zider to make thy smile grow wider
And there's still more zider in the west

Drink up thy zider, drink up thy zider
For tonight we'll merry be
We'll knock the milk churns over and roll 'em in the clover
For the corns half cut and so be we