Georg Schneider Senior was a man
Brewed the finest beer that anyone can

Lost his Bräuhaus im Tal in the war
Blown up by a bomb in Munich 1942

Decades passed and Georg's beer was lost
Humanity could never know the cost
Lucky thing that Georg had a son

Through the generations ran the seed
Georg VI could see the dream in golden shafts of wheat

Now whenever I got cash to spare
I go down to the liquor store on Broadway in St. Clair
When I'm lucky there's a little more
Of Georg Schneider's Wiesеn Edel-Weisse Tap #4