Farewell to Grog
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Come messmates pass the bottle 'round
For our time is short, remember
For our grog must stop and our spirits drop
On the first day of September

CHORUS:
For tonight we'll merry be (3X)
Tomorrow we'll be sober


Farewell, old friend, is a sad, sad word
But, alas, it must be spoken
For the ruby cup must be given up
And the demijohn be broken

Jack's happy days will soon be gone
To return again, no, never
For they've raised his pay five cents a day
But stopped his grog forever

But memory oft will backward turn
And dwell with fondness partial
To the days when gin was not a sin
Nor cocktails brought court-martial

All hands to split the mainbrace call But split it now in sorrow
For the spirit-room key will be laid away Forever on tomorrow