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PARODY: The shade of the Old Apple Tree

SITE SOURCE: Sydney Folklore – SECTION 9: Demon drink and teetotalism

In The Shade Of The Old Brewer-ee

The wind among the breeze was softly winding
The brook was gently brooking to the break
The village pubs at night were slowly closing
The row was like the end up of a wake
We stood beneath the brewery you & I dear
Your blushing nose you gently turned away
I can’t forget the way your breath was barking dear
I can’t forget it though of course I may

In the shade of the old brewer ee
With the beer in your eyes I could see
When your dear voice I heard
Like the old mutton bird
Still it sounded like music to me
I could hear the sweet buzz of your breath
As you said I’ll be drunk to my death
With a skin full of beer
I’ll be waiting my (hic )dear
In the shade of the old brewer ee

In other pubs I’ve staggered since I left you
I’ve boozed in four penny bars far far away
And oft in thirsty moments do I wonder
If you’re as full as I am ev’ry day
No more I’ll see you lower away the pewters
The photo of the brewery still I keep
And for the dear old spot I’m ever longing
So fill em up again my dear sweet