[First singer]
T’was on the Friday evening
And the rain was pouring down
I found a little mountain hut
Not very far from town
The boys were by the fireside
They were without a doubt
And every time the billy boiled
They started in to shout
[Everyone]
Oh!
Throw another log on the fire
And have another brew,
We’ll have another brew me boys,
We’ll have another brew.
So when you’re feeling weary
And there’s nothing else to do,
Just throw another log on the fire
And have another brew.
[Second singer]
So I came knocking at the door
And said t’was my desire,
To rest my weary body
For a while beside their fire
They asked me in to sit with them
And spend a merry night
And every time the billy boiled,
They sang with all their might!
[Everyone]
Yeah!
Throw another log on the fire, etc…
[Third singer]
So when you’re in the mountains
And the rain is pouring down,
You’re welcome in that little hut
Not very far from town,
They’ll ask you in to sit with them
Beside the fire bright,
And every time the billy boils,
Just shout with all your might!
[Everyone]
Yeah!
Throw another log on the fire, etc…
[Whistle!]