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"California Drinking Song" is a spirit song from the University of California, Berkeley. The first appearances of this song are traced to 1939. Both the UC Men's Octet and the University of California Marching Band perform it as part of their repertoire. It is a blend of other songs, including ''The Goddamned Dutch.''〔(Drinking Song ), California Drinking Song and its history〕 In 1940, editor Richard Pryne of the Daily Bruin at UCLA acceded to a request by Earle R. Hedrick, provost of the school, to stop printing the words to the song in the student newspaper because a branch of the Women's Christian Temperance Union had complained about it.〔(George L. Garrigues, ''Loud Bark and Curious Eyes'' (1997), Los Angeles, page 57 )〕 ==Lyrics== The steward went below. (Shhh!) To light the captain’s lamp. (Shhh!) The lamp it would not light. (Why not?) Because the wick was damp. (Oh!) The captain went below. (Shhh!) To kick the steward’s… (Shhh!) He said, “So fire it up you son-of-a-bitch, The Golden Gate is passed!” (singing start) Oh, they had a little party down in Newport; There was Harry, there was Mary, there was Grace. Oh, they had a little party down in Newport, And they had to carry Harry from the place. Oh, they had to carry Harry to the ferry, And the ferry carried Harry to the shore; And the reason that they had to carry Harry to the ferry Was that Harry couldn’t carry any more. For California, for California, The hills send back the cry, We’re out to do or die, For California, for California, We’ll win the game or know the reason why. And when the game is over, we will buy a keg of booze, And drink to California ‘till we wobble in our shoes. So drink, tra la la, Drink, tra la la, Drink, drank, drunk last night, Drunk the night before; Gonna get drunk tonight Like I never got drunk before; For when I’m drunk, I’m as happy as can be For I am member of the Souse family. Now the Souse family is the best family That ever came over from old Germany. There’s the Highland Dutch, and the Lowland Dutch, The Rotterdam Dutch, and the Irish. Sing glorious, victorious, One keg of beer for the four of us. Sing glory be to God that there are no more of us, For one of us could drink it all alone. Damn near. Here’s to the Irish, dead drunk. The lucky stiffs…. 抄文引用元・出典: フリー百科事典『 ウィキペディア（Wikipedia）』 ■ウィキペディアで「California Drinking Song」の詳細全文を読む スポンサード リンク
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