The Cal Drinking Song

Oh, they had a little party down in Newport,
There was Harry, there was Mary, there was Grace
Oh, they had a little party down in Newport
And they had to carry Harry from the Place,
Oh, they had to carry Harry to the ferry,
Oh, they had to carry Harry to the shore,
And the reason that they had to carry Harry to the ferry
Was 'cause Harry couldn't carry anymore,
For California, California,
The hills resound the cry, we're out to do or die,
For California, California,
We'll win the Game or know the reason why,
And when the Game is over we will buy a keg of brew,
And drink to California 'til we wobble in our shoes,
So Drink, tra la la, Drink, tra la la,
Drink, Drank, Drunk last night,
Drunk the night before
Gonna get drunk tonight like I've never been drunk before,
'Cause when I'm drunk I'm as happy as can be,
For I am a member of the souse family,
Now the Souse family is the best family,
That ever came over from old Germany,
There's the highand dutch and the lowland Dutch,
The Rotterdam Dutch and the Irish,
Sing glorious, victorious, one keg of beer for the four of us,
Sing glory be to God that there are no more of us,
For one of us could drink it all alone, damn near,
Here's to the Irish, dead drunk,
The lucky stiffs, they had four fifths,
A six-pack too, of homemade brew,
And there was grandma, swingin' on the outhouse door,
Without her nightie, ya know she's just a two-bit whore,
And there was grandpa, wishin' she would swing once more,
he had a hard-on,
Don't ya know ya gotta GO BEARS!