[Verse:]
I used to own a vicious looking dog who wouldn't bite
I used to know a dangerous looking man who couldn't fight
My brother trained wild animals but they were really tame
And now I've tasted of a drink that strikes me just the same

[Refrain:]
Bevo, oh, oh, oh, Bevo
You're the grandest imitation that we know

You're the only drink that a soldier can pick
You taste like lager but you haven't got the kick, oh!

Bevo, oh, oh, oh, Bevo
Tho' you haven't got a punch up your sleeve-o

All the soldiers insist
That a Christian Scientist
Could easily come staggering home on Bevo