Philosophers, Poets & Kings

[Verse 1]
Diogenes, surly and proud
He smiled at the tearaway youth
He delighted in wine
Wine that was good
Oh, because in good wine there was truth

[Chorus]
Oh, for good wine
Oh, for the pleasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophers, poets, and kings

[Verse 2]
Democrates' wine was well-stored
Of wine he suffered no wrath
And when he was drunk
As drunk as a lord
At those who were sober, he'd laugh

[Chorus]
And, oh, for good wine
Oh, for the plеasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophеrs, poets, and kings

[Verse 3]
Copernicus had wine in his veins
Oh, it made his philosophy real
Then fancied the world
Just like his brains
Turned 'round like a chariot wheel

[Chorus]
And, oh, for good wine
Oh, for the pleasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophers, poets, and kings

[Verse 4]
Aristotle, that master of arts
Had been but a dunce without wine
Oh, for what we ascribe
Ascribe to his past
Was due to the juice of the vine

[Chorus]
And, oh, for good wine
Oh, for the pleasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophers, poets, and kings

[Verse 5]
Old Plato was reckoned divine
Who wisely to kindness was brung
But had it not been
Down to good wine
His merits he'd never been known

[Chorus]
Oh, for good wine
Oh, for the pleasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophers, poets, and kings
Oh, for good wine
Oh, for the pleasure it brings
If it wasn't for wine, we couldn't sing
Of philosophers, poets, and kings
Of philosophers and poets and kings