General Guinness



You've heard of General Wellington

Who won at Waterloo,

But there's a good old Irishman

I'll introduce to you

He comes from dear old Dublin

He's a man we all applaud

For he always finds a corkscrew

Far more hardy than a sword.

He's good old General Guinness

He's a soldier strong and stout

Found on every battlefront

He can't be done without

His noble name has worldwide fame

Preserved through hearty cheers

Hurrah for General Guinness

And the Dublin Boozileers!



This hale and hearty warrior

Is worshipped in the ranks,

For he does his task inside a cask

As well as in the tanks.

He's borne the brunt on every front,

North, South, East and West,

And he wears about ten thousand canteen

Medals on his chest.

He's good old General Guinness.

He's won the world's applause.

It was he who kept our spirits up

In the midst of all the wars.

Who was the first to flirt with

Mademoiselle from Armentiers?

Why good old General Guinness

Of the Dublin Boozileers.



All over bonny Scotland, too,

The General is seen.

They've given him the freedom

Of the town of Aberdeen.

From Inverness to Galloshiles,

They keep him warm at night

And they love to gather round him,

Auuuch! On every moonlit night.

He's good old General Guinness

He's as good as Scottish broth.

He's the one who turned the Firth of Forth

Into the Firth of Froth

All Scotsmen dance the highland fling

And shout when he appears

Hurrah for General Guinness

And the Dublin Boozileers!



@Irish @drink @soldier

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