Karaoké Joli Rouge The Dreadnoughts

From France we get the Brandy

From Martinique the rum

Sweet red Cabernet from Italy does come

But the fairest of 'em all me boys

The one to beat the day is made from apples up the mighty Saguenay

So follow me lads 'cos this ain't no grog or ale

One pint down you'll be swingin' in the gale

Five pints bully you'll be shakin' in your shoes

We're half-seas-over on the Joli Rouge

She's called

The Dreadnought cider

She's proper and she's fine

And when the day is over sure I wish that she were mine

Or in the dark of winter or on a summer's eve

Oh one hand giveth and the other doth receive

So follow me lads 'cos this ain't no grog or ale

One pint down you'll be swingin' in the gale

Five pints bully you'll be shakin' in your shoes

We're half-seas-over on the Joli Rouge

So turn your sails over and bring her hard to port

Find that little star and fly straight into the north

The wild sun upon your back

The wind a-blowin' free

You're rollin' up the river boys to old Chicoutimi

So follow me lads 'cos this ain't no grog or ale

One pint down you'll be swingin' in the gale

Five pints bully you'll be shakin' in your shoes

We're half-seas-over on the Joli Rouge

See you can have the Mangers and pour it over ice or you can have a Strongbow if it's sadness that you like

Or join us up the river and we'll set your heart aglow

And how you'll feel when the real cider starts to flow

So follow me lads 'cos this ain't no grog or ale

One pint down you'll be swingin' in the gale

Five pints bully you'll be shakin' in your shoes

We're half-seas-over on the Joli Rouge

So follow me lads 'cos this ain't no grog or ale

One pint down you'll be swingin' in the gale

Five pints bully you'll be shakin' in your shoes

We're half-seas-over on the Joli Rouge