Watkins Family Hour - The King of the 12 oz. Bottles lyrics

The other night as I walked past the brewery I took a strange notion in mind We don't know how long we're here do we So much beer and so little time And I'm the king of the twelve ounce bottle And I feel like I'm fading fast With a beer and my foot on the throttle I'm the man behind the amber gla** Well it made me stop singing and writing And I did not know what to do then But there wasn't much use in me fighting Cause the bottle is mightier than the pen And I'm the king of the twelve ounce bottle And I feel like I'm fading fast With a beer and my foot on the throttle I'm the man behind the amber gla** Now when I die I want you to brew me Then age me in a beech wood cask And then bottle me up in a long neck I'll be the man behind the amber gla** I'm the man behind the amber gla**