A 1918 song about a non-alcohol beverage.
Words and music by Irving Berlin.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
I used to own a vicious looking dog
Who wouldn’t bite
I used to know a dang’rous 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
Chorus
Bevo, oh, oh, oh, Bevo
You’re the grandest imitation that we know
You’re the only drink that 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
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: