There comes a time for every boy
About to be a man
When a mate puts for the first time
A cold beer in his hands
Nothing in the world compares
To drinking your first brew
But lad I think there’s something
He forgot to tell to you

Defend the Stout, Defend the Stout!
The one I can’t live without
It’s the frothy black liquidation
That’s fuel for me fornication
There is no finer in the land
So put one right here in me hand
When a bloke belts out a cheer
And raises up his yellow beer
I scoff & sneer, grumble & leer
It makes me wanna die!
Trust me lads I wouldn’t lie
There’s no shadow of a doubt
Defend the Stout

Many a beer brewed ‘round the world
You might be keen to taste
So don’t ya be just settling
On one or two in haste
Try ales, lagers, and porters
They should never be left out
But if ya be of Irish blood
You’ll be orderin’ your first stout

Defend the Stout, Defend the Stout!
The one I can’t live without
It’s the frothy black liquidation
That’s fuel for me fornication
There is no finer in the land
So put one right here in me hand
When a bloke belts out a cheer
And raises up his yellow beer
I scoff & sneer, grumble & leer
It makes me wanna die!
Trust me lads I wouldn’t lie
There’s no shadow of a doubt
Defend the Stout

The other day down to the pub
I headed with me mates
We ordered a round of Ireland’s best
That’s Guinness, for clarity’s sake
When I overheard some blasphemy
From the table round about
They were poking fun at our drink of choice
And it made me stand and shout

Defend the Stout, Defend the Stout!
The one I can’t live without
It’s the frothy black liquidation
That’s fuel for me fornication
There is no finer in the land
So put one right here in me hand
When a bloke belts out a cheer
And raises up his yellow beer
I scoff & sneer, grumble & leer
It makes me wanna die!
Trust me lads I wouldn’t lie
There’s no shadow of a doubt
Defend the Stout

I don’t fancy meself a scholar but
I know brilliant when I see it
I’ll drink away till I’m old and grey
Just watch and see I mean it
Now I’ll leave you with a word or two
And you decide it out
[Hard Stop on BEER, All]
Dark beer’s the best [All: He’s tried the rest]
I hope this carries clout

Defend the Stout, Defend the Stout!
The one I can’t live without
It’s the frothy black liquidation
That’s fuel for me fornication
There is no finer in the land
So put one right here in me hand
When a bloke belts out a cheer
And raises up his yellow beer
I scoff & sneer, grumble & leer
It makes me wanna die!
Trust me lads I wouldn’t lie
There’s no shadow of a doubt
Defend the Stout

Defend the Stout, Defend the Stout!
The one I can’t live without
It’s the frothy black liquidation
That’s fuel for me fornication
There is no finer in the land
So put one right here in me hand
When a bloke belts out a cheer
And raises up his yellow beer
I scoff & sneer, grumble & leer
It makes me wanna die!
Trust me lads I wouldn’t lie
There’s no shadow of a doubt
Defend the Stout