Mop it down, mop it down
Mop it down
It makes you feel so queer
Mop it down, mop it down
Rolling home, rolling home
By the light of the silvery moon
Happy I shall be with a barmaid on my knee
And the shadow of my top hat on the wall
Here's to good old whisky
Mop it down, mop it down
Here's to good old whisky
Mop it down
Here's to good old whisky
It makes you feel so frisky
Here's to good old whisky
Mop it down, mop it down
Rolling home...
Here's to good old brandy...
...it makes you feel so handy
Here's to good old tea...
...it makes you want to pee
Here's to good old dettol...
Mop it down, mop it down
Here's to good old water...
...it makes you do what you oughter
Here's to good old gin...
...it makes you want to sin
Here's to good old soup...
...it makes you cock-a-hoop
Rolling home, rolling home
By the light of the silvery moon
Happy I shall be with a barmaid on my knee
And the shadow of my top hat on the wall