English Ale

ENGLISH ALE

(As sung by Johnny Collins)

When the summer sun is shining England’s finest hour is seen

When the ripening barley’s waving yellow in its frame of green

When the bird song welcomes evening

When the sky is turning pale

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.

English ale oh English ale

How we love our English ale

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.

When the autumn leaves are golden

When the evening air is chill

When the swallows leave us for a place where there is summer still

Just remember they’re returning like the tides they never fail.

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.

English ale oh English ale

How we love our English ale

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale

When the winter brings the snow storms

When the wind blows ill for all

When Jack Frost hangs at your window

And the nights do quickly fall.

There’s a log fire warmly burning in the fens and in the dale.

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale

English ale oh English ale

How we love our English ale

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.

When the spring begins to quicken

When you sense her on the air

When the sleepers stir and waken

When the land again is fair.

Then the old men talk of childhood

Old men tell such wondrous tales.

Fill their glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.

English ale oh English ale

How we love our English ale

Fill your glass and toast their glory

With a taste of English ale.