Sweet Amber

Mellifluous liquid clear as a baby's tears
Turns a lovely deep amber over the years
But before we proceed to get lit to the hilt
A barrel of charred oak must be built.

Sure, I'll sing it again for you, friend!

Mellifluous liquid clear as a baby's tears

Turns a lovely deep amber over the years

But before we proceed to get lit to the hilt

A barrel of charred oak must be built.

Aged in the barrel, filtered through coal

It passes your lips and right through your soul.

So lets us drink now, a toast to you

And me while we're at it, Grimbooze Thunderbrew!