When the moon shines on the cow shed
And we're rollin in the hay
All the cows are out there grazing
And the milk is on its way
 [bad word] 

I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh aargh ooh argh aay

It's [bad word] in the kitchen
The smell of rabbit stew
When the breeze blows past the farmyard
You can smell the cow sheds too
When [bad word] wheels stops turning
And a hard days work is done
There's a pub around the corner
It's the place we have our fun
 [bad word] 

I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh aargh ooh argh aay

Now dear old Mabel, when she's able
We takes a stroll down lover's lane
And we'll sink a pint of [bad word] And we'll play old natures game
But we end up in the duck pond
The pub decides to close
With me breeches full of tadpoles
And the newts between me toes
 [bad word] 

I am a cider drinker
I drinks it all of the day
I am a cider drinker
It soothes all me troubles away
Ooh aargh ooh argh aay
Ooh aargh ooh argh aay (x3)