Poor Alfred there's no doubt you were a wreck
Poor Alfred you slipped from your wooden deck
You were constantly drunk you could not even swim
Like a big stone you sank, your story is quite grim
You always complained
you didnt like your life
After two beers you'd beat
the hell out of your wife
Poor Alfred
Poor Alfred
Poor Alfred you should not have left the pub
Poor Alfred stuck to your grog and your grub
Now you're feeding the crabs at the bottom of the sea
No one is really sad (and) finally your kids are free
You always complained
you didnt like your life
After two beers you'd beat
the hell out of your wife
Poor Alfred
Poor Alfred
Poor Alfred you were constantly drunk
Poor Alfred you were just a piece of junk
The sea was fairly rough (and) you were busy drinking
For a bucket of fish, you ended up drowning
You always complained
you didnt like your life
After two beers you'd beat
the hell out of your wife
Poor Alfred
Poor Alfred