O When We Hash
(To the tune of ‘When the Saints go Marching In’)
O when we hash, we’re full of cheer
For we run with our friends so dear.
We want to be there on Sunday,
When the hashers drink their beer.
So drink it down,
Yes drink it down,
O drink your down-down, down down down!
For the Porto Hash House Harriers
Are the finest folk in town.