General Guinness Lyrics

You've heard of General WellingtonWho won at Waterloo,But there's a good old IrishmanI'll introduce to youHe comes from dear old DublinHe's a man we all applaudFor he always finds a corkscrewFar more hardy than a sword.He's good old General GuinnessHe's a soldier strong and stoutFound on every battlefrontHe can't be done withoutHis noble name has worldwide famePreserved through hearty cheersHurrah for General GuinnessAnd the Dublin Boozileers!This hale and hearty warriorIs worshipped in the ranks,For he does his task inside a caskAs well as in the tanks.He's borne the brunt on every front,North, South, East and West,And he wears about ten thousand canteenMedals on his chest.He's good old General Guinness.He's won the world's applause.It was he who kept our spirits upIn the midst of all the wars.Who was the first to flirt withMademoiselle from Armentiers?Why good old General GuinnessOf the Dublin Boozileers.All over bonny Scotland, too,The General is seen.They've given him the freedomOf the town of Aberdeen.From Inverness to Galloshiles,They keep him warm at nightAnd they love to gather round him,Auuuch! On every moonlit night.He's good old General GuinnessHe's as good as Scottish broth.He's the one who turned the Firth of ForthInto the Firth of FrothAll Scotsmen dance the highland flingAnd shout when he appearsHurrah for General GuinnessAnd the Dublin Boozileers!