I AM A CIDER DRINKER

When the moon shines on the cow shed and we're rolling in the hay,
All the cows are up there grazing and the milk is on its way.
I am a Cider Drinker, I drinks it all of the day,
I am a Cider Drinker it soothes all me troubles away,

It's so cosy in the kitchen with the smell of rabbit stew,
When the breeze blows 'cross the farm yard you can smell the cow shed too.
When those combine wheels stops turning and the hard days work is done,
There's a pub around the corner it's the place we 'ave our fun.

Now dear old Mabel when she's able we takes a stroll down Lovers Lane,
And we sinks a pint o' Scrumpy then we'll play old natures game.
But we end up in the duckpond when the pub decides to close,
With me breeches full o' tadpoles and the newts between me toes