Oh! Have you heard of the APPLE WINE!
That out of Beer now takes the shine,
If you have not then now's your time,
Send down an order to Brisbane.
In Queen-street, there right in a line
"Forenint" the stores of "Southerdine"
You'll see the shop where they makes the wine
Everybody drinks in Brisbane.
In Germany, England, every clime,
On the Melbourne diggings was heard the chime
Of praise for the CHAMPAGNE CIDER WINE,
That now is made in Brisbane.
Twelve shillings a dozen's the price to be paid,
By those who prefer it in bottles made,
But, in gallons, at THREE it is sold to the trade,
By Wittgenstein of Brisbane.
Now, all who want a refreshing drink,
To you old Louis tips the wink,
You can't do better than go, I think,
To the Brewery in Brisbane.
The Doctors all say 'tis worth your while
To give the champagne cider a trial,
For it surely will not capsize your bile,
Like some of the drinks in Brisbane.
Then now you've heard of the Applewine
That's made by Louis Wittgenstein,
And out of all drinks takes the shine
Send down your order to Brisbane.
