Polkas For A Gloomy World
Kuba drinks to his friend jacob
Jacob drinks to michael
I drink to you, you drink to me
This is so delightful!
If there would be one of us
Who our drinks refused to touch
Hupaj siupaj, siupaj hupaj
We'll smart you with our cane's touch.
(repeat last two lines)
So here we are like our grandfathers
Each one to his measure
We drink for fun, drink for pleasure.
In olden days of lofty days
Noble men did rock it
Pije kuba, ? kuba