Lyrics

You've heard of General Wellington Who won at Waterloo? But there's a good old Irishman I'll mention unto you He comes from dear old Dublin He's a man we all applaud For he always finds a corkscrew More handy than a sword He's good old General Guinness He's a soldier strong and stout He's found on every bottlefront And he can't be done without His noble name has worldwide fame Deserves three hearty cheers Hurrah for General Guinness Of the Dublin Boozileers! This halе and hearty warrior Is worshipped in the ranks Hе does his task inside the cask As well as in the tank He bears the brunt on every front North, South, East and West And he wears about ten million canteen Medals on his chest He's good old General Guinness He has won the world's applause Was him who kept our spirits up In the midst of all our wars Who was the first to flirt with Mademoiselle from Armentiers? Why good old General Guinness Of the Dublin Boozileers All over bonny Scotland, too The General is seen They've given him the freedom Of the "toon" of Aberdeen From Inverness to Galloshiles He keeps them warm and bright And they love to gather round him Och, on every moonlit night He's good old General Guinness He's as good as Scottish broth Twas him who turned the Firth of Forth Into the Firth of Froth All Scotsmen dance the highland fling And shout when he appears Hurrah for General Guinness Of the Dublin Boozileers! Go, General Guinness, Go That Guinness is good