Paddy Ryan 1938
Paddy Ryan was the stage name of Dr. R.E.W. Fisher. In 1938 he was a medical student.
Chorus: I am the man, the jovial man, that waters the workers’ beer I am the man, the jovial man, that waters the worker’s beer And what do I care if it makes them ill? For it makes their minds unclear I’ve a car, a yacht, and an aeroplane, and I waters the workers’ beer Now, when I waters the workers’ beer, I puts in strychinine Some methylated spirits, and a can of kerosene But since a brew so terribly strong would make them terribly queer So I reaches my hand for the watering can and I waters the workers’ beer Now, a drop of beer is good for a man who is thirsty and tired and hot I sometimes have a glass myself from a very special pot But a strong and healthy working class is the thing that I most fear So I reaches my hand for the watering can and I waters the workers’ beer Now, ladies far, beyond compare, be you maiden or wife Spare a thought for such a man who leads such a lonely life For the water rates are frightfully high, and the meths is terribly dear And there ain’t the profit there used to be in watering the workers’ beer Now years roll on, and I find myself once again squarely on top When workers try to shrug the yoke, I need not even call down the cops But a war on my class feels ever more near and the blade feels close to my ear So I reaches once more for the watering can and I waters the workers’ beer