The prettiest girl [Echo.], I ever saw, [Echo.] 
Was sipping cider through a straw. 
[Repeat previous two lines.]

I asked her if, [Echo.] she'd show me how, [Echo.] 
To sip that cider through a straw.

Then cheek to cheek, and jaw to jaw, 
We sipped that cider through a straw.

Every now and then, the straw would slip, 
I'd sip some cider from her lip.

The parson came to her backyard, 
A sipping cider from a straw.

And now I have a mother-in-law, 
And fourteen kids to call me Pa.

The moral of this little tale, 
Is sip your cider from a pail!