A battered 40 footer left from Cleveland Friday night,
Chuggin' out to Put in Bay, where they would spend the night,
When the captain stocked the boat up, his intentions had been clear,
450 cases of Old Milwaukee beer.
Before they even left the flats, the sky was looking bad
And when the gale began to blow, the captain told his lads,
Down below I've piled and stocked an awful lot of brew,
So if we should go down tonight, this is what to do.
Save the beer lads, save the beer!
Whatever you do tonight, just save the beer!
Lake Erie's got us in her grip, but Put in Bay is near,
We may be going down but save the beer!
The storm it blew it's hardest just three miles from the docks,
They heard a mighty crash below as if they'd hit some rocks,
But it was just those cases smashing holes below,
Letting in Lake Erie as they hurdled to and fro.
The captain crawled across the deck and no one knew quite how,
He fell into the water as a wave crashed on the bow,
The crew was in a quandary but they thought of what he'd said,
They could have saved the captain but they saved the beer instead.
Save the beer lads, save the beer!
Whatever you do tonight, just save the beer!
Lake Erie's got us in her grip, but Put in Bay is near,
We may be going down but save the beer!
As the boat was sinking they found timbers from the pier,
They lashed them all together and loaded on the beer,
By then the storm was over that had caused the boat to sink,
They may have lost the captain but they had the beer to drink.
They drifted for an hour or two when something caught their eye,
Four waitresses from Hooters whose boat had sunk nearby,
Their shirts were torn and hanging loose as they bobbed in the swell,
Now they had some women and lots of beer as well.
Save the beer lads, save the beer!
Whatever you do tonight, just save the beer!
So far it's been a rough night but I think our dates are here.
We're mighty glad we chose to save the beer
But when the Hooters waitresses had climbed aboard the craft,
The extra weight from silicone began to swamp the raft,
The crew was in a quandary. They had a choice to make,
Four bodacious women or beer thrown in the lake. . .
The women's chests were heaving, as they began to cry,
They got down on their knees and said, Well do anything for you guys!"
Their wet T-shirts were tempting, but still the choice was clear,
They said, "Throw back the waitresses, by God lets save the beer!
Save the beer lads, save the beer!
Whatever you do tonight, just save the beer!
They've got a hundred lovely waitresses on Put in Bay I hear.
So row a little more and save the beer.
Whatever you do tonight, just save the beer

INVIA LE CORREZIONI