Am From France we get the Brandy C From Martinique the rum G Sweet red Cabernet Am From Italy does come D But the fairest of ‘em all me boys C The one to beat the day G Is made from apples Am Em Up the mighty Saguenay [Verse] Am She's called the Dreadnought Cider C She's proper and she's fine G And when the day is over Am Sure, I wish that she were mine D C Or in the dark of winter, or on a summer's eve G Am Em One hand giveth and the other doth receive [Chorus] Am So, follow me lads C ‘cause this 'ain't no grog or ale G Am One pint down you'll be swingin’ in the gale D C Five pints bully, you’ll be shakin' in your shoes G Am Em We're half-seas over on the Joli Rouge [Verse] Am So turn your sails over C And bring her hard to port G Find that little star and fly Am Straight into the north D The wild sun upon your back C The wind a-blowing free G You're rolling down the river boys Am Em To old Chicoutimi [Chorus] Am So, follow me lads C ‘cause this 'ain't no grog or ale G Am One pint down you'll be swingin’ in the gale D C Five pints bully, you’ll be shakin' in your shoes G Am Em We're half-seas over on the Joli Rouge [Verse] Am So you can have a Magners C And pour it over ice G Or you can have a Strongbow Am If it's sadness that you like D Or join us up the river C And we'll set your heart aglow G And how you'll feel Am Em When the real cider starts to flow [Chorus] Am So, follow me lads C ‘cause this 'ain't no grog or ale G Am One pint down you'll be swingin’ in the gale D C Five pints bully, you’ll be shakin' in your shoes G Am Em We're half-seas over on the Joli Rouge [Chorus] Am So, follow me lads C ‘cause this 'ain't no grog or ale G Am One pint down you'll be swingin’ in the gale D C Five pints bully, you’ll be shakin' in your shoes G Am Em We're half-seas over on the Joli Rouge