 Now seven days without a drink does surely make one weak. And it's pleasure in the company of a frosted bug I seek. I've traveled clear across the land, you know that I've been cursed. But the devil doesn't know where a man will go when he's dying of the thirst. Hey, hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer. Lift your glasses in the air and give a hearty cheer. And when the barrel's empty, we'll surely shed a tear. Hats off to beer, me boys, hats off to beer.