Well I consented to throw a ball And out they all were turning All the wise ones, one and all All the men and women of learning All of learning the lazy ways Of rag men and their brothers Slothful artistic fools Who were tossed out by their mothers And there is never enough beer To put upon the table There is never enough wine To keep this party stable There is never enough booze To change this lonely weather There is never enough beer To keep anyone together All south of Earl and Meath Down by the liberties section Where mad man cough and bawl And suffer all cla** of infection To entertain my dear old friends Every who*e and thief and tinker
Who are loyal to the end For they're loyal to a drink, sir And there is never enough beer To put upon the table There is never enough wine To keep this party stable There's just never enough booze To keep the fires burning There's just never enough beer To keep the torment from returning I toss and turn through every night Spent in agony and frustration For I was born a wanderer Oh a tireless occupation From town to town I go All dreaming of a homeland That I will never see For I never liked my first one And there is never enough beer To put upon the table There is never enough wine To keep this party stable