Pack up your bags
Leave family society
Oh come with me
Where they treat you well
At the door
Old Lou the Jew
Will welcome you
In the corner lies the hotel
At this refuge of mercy
Head of the table
King of laughter
And if you speak too much
In company
You'll soon be heard
By that Mynah bird and whiskey
At the top
You'll find another brother
Go ask my Mother
She knows them all very well, hotel

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