Out on the town
Somewhere in Virginia
Some good ol' boys
Filled up the room
Till someone
Haughty, English, and ginger
Started complaining and acting kind of rude

He said he supported the Quartering Act
Lack of representation while we're being taxed
Replaced "Of Thee I Sing"
With "God Save the Queen"
I looked around for a tonic or two
Found some mystical, old-fashioned bottles of booze
Brewed from recipes I'm told
Had scared off the redcoats

So I drank down a pull of Old Hickory's whiskey
Washed it down with a glass of Thomas Jefferson's wine
Had a full pint glass of General Washington's porter
Told that tea-drinkin' prude he ain't no friend of mine
I know that it's been a real long time comin'
English folks been eyein' us from across the sea
But I won't lay down and trade my biscuits in for crumpets
Or pledge allegiance to the East India Company

He looked down
At his gold-chained watch
Said "This was jolly good, but I'd best take my leave"
I lured him back
With an old, smelly kipper
And said the freedom we currently enjoyed didn't come for free

Well he argued that point till he ran out of air
Said that King George was just and that Parliament was fair
I said I didn't think many creoles would say so
Then he pulled out an umbrella from his suit-coat with flair
And with a twinkle in his eye, magically rose into the air
He bid me adieu, and said the old empire would strike back

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