(to the tune of Black Adder) 

The Sound of Clinking fills the Glen,
And also Bellowing and Laughter,
We play the Sad Game now and then,
And pity those who clean up after

Wee Drinky, Wee Drinky,
With you our cups are filled!
Wee Drinky, Wee Drinky,
Thank God you were Distilled!

Booze! - it fills our hearts with Cheer!
And Booze! has made us all Elated;
And drinking Booze! it would appear
Can make one quite inebriated:

Wee Drinky, Wee Drinky,
Our ever-lasting Sin!
Wee Drinky, Wee Drinky,
Thank God You Aren't GIN!