Hold my beer, hold my beer,
Hold your cheer for another year,
I've got no beer, No booze; no fear,
There'll be no beer if you come round here
I feel fine, I feel fine,
I can live without the vine
I can have my wine at another time,
In the Kingdom I'll get wine that's mine
It's in the bin, It's in the bin
Its in the trash with the scotch and gin
This temples got another Spirit in
It's a Holy one that's got no sin,
It's the Holy Ghost, the Holy Ghost,
I'll raise my glass, make another toast
To compare the two, well he's got the most,
So I'll take joy in the Holy Ghost
I don't care, I don't care,
I don't care If he comes round here,
I've got no booze, no fear, no beer,
So I don't care if he comes round here,
Hold my beer, hold my beer,
I'm only stuck down here for a few more years,
I'm looking forward to the Heavenly cheers
So hold my beer for a few more years
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