Hash songs

Here is a small sample of hash songs, many more are available on the Internet.


Traditional down-down song

Here's to him, he's true blue.
He's a hasher through and through,
He's an pisspot so they say.
Tried to get to heaven, but he went the other way.
Drink it down, down, down, down,down, down, down, down...
(Continue or go to "Why Are We Waiting")

Swing Low (The Hash Hymn)

Chorus
Swing low, sweet char-i-o-ot, cumin' four two carry me home...
Swing low, sweet char-i-o-ot, cumin' four two carry me home.

I looked over Jordon, and what did I see-ee,
Cumin' four two carry me home...
A band of An-gels, cumin' after me-ee,
Cumin' four two carry me home...

If you get there be-four I doo,
Cumin' four two carry me home...
Tell all my friends I'm cumin' twoo,
Cumin' four two carry me home...

I'm sometimes up, I'm some-times down,
Cumin' four two carry me home...
But still my sole feels heav-en-ly bound,
Cumin' four two carry me home...

Here's to brother hasher

Here's to brother hasher, bother hasher, brother hasher,
Here's to brother hasher, May he chug-a-lug.
He's happy, he's jolly, He's fucked up by golly,
Here's to brother hasher, May he chug-a-lug.
Drink it down, down, down, down,down, down, down, down...

He's the meanest

He's the meanest, he sucks the horses penis,
He's the meanest, he's a horses ass.
Ever since he found it (hey!), all he does is pound it (hey!)
He's the meanest, he's a horses ass.
Drink it down, down, down, down,down, down, down, down...

Hot Vagina

(To the tune of "I've been working on the railroad")

Hot vagina for your breakfast,
Hot vagina for your lunch,
Hot vagina for your dinner,
Just munch, munch, munch, munch, munch

It's so tasty and delicious,
Bite-sized ready to eat,
So take a tip and lick her clit,
Hot vagina can't be beat!

Do your balls hang low? (melody: Do your ears hang low)

Do your balls hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
like a continental soldier?
Do your balls hang low?

Drink it down-down-down-down-down...

Father Abraham

(Chorus)
Father Abraham had seven sons
Seven sons had father Abraham
And he never laughed
And he never cried
All he did was go like this

With a left
(Repeat chorus)

With a left and a right
(Repeat chorus)

With a left, and a right ,and a left leg
(Repeat chorus)

With a left, and a right, and a left leg, and a right leg
(Repeat chorus)

With a left ,and a right ,and a left leg, and a rigt leg, and a head
(Repeat chorus)

With a left, and a right, and a left leg, and a right leg, and a head, and a ooooo
(Repeat chorus)

Yogi Bear

Melody – Camptown Races

Notes: The chorus is a re-ordering of the previous verse, with the name of the bear sung twice, the description is repeated, and then the name of the bear is used once again.

VERSE:
There is a bear in the deep dark woods,
Yogi, Yogi,
There is a bear in the deep dark woods,
Yogi, Yogi Bear.

CHORUS:
Yogi, Yogi Bear,
Yogi, Yogi Bear,
There is a bear in the deep dark woods,
Yogi, Yogi Bear.

OTHER VERSES:
1. Yogi has a little friend, Boo-Boo, Boo-Boo
2. Boo-Boo Bear has no teeth, Gummy, Gummy
3. Boo-Boo’s only three feet tall, Lucky, Lucky (Yogi’s a lucky bear )
4. Yogi has a girlfriend, Cindy, Cindy
5. Cindy wears lingerie, Teddy, Teddy
6. Cindy likes girls too, Klondike, Klondike
7. Cindy likes it upside down, Koala, Koala (Koala’s not a Bear!)
8. Cindy is a frigid bitch, Polar, Polar
9. Yogi's soft and sensitive, Care, Care
10. Yogi likes to light his farts, Smokey, Smokey
11. Cindy doesn't shave her snatch, Grizzly, Grizzly
12. Cindy's got a cheesy snatch, Cammum, Cammum
13. Yogi has a twelve-inch dick, Black, Black,
14. Boo-Boo says he has one too, Liar, Liar,
15. Boo-Boo's dick is small and green, Cucum, Cucum
16. Boo-Boo likes it up the ass, Pooh, Pooh
17. Boo-Boo didn't wipe his butt, Brown, Brown
18. Cindy's white and Yogi's black, Panda, Panda
19. Yogi’s got an M-16, Right to, Right to
20. This song's gone on way too long, More than, More than (I can bear)

Why was he born so beautiful?

Why was he born so beautiful?
Oh, why was he born at all?
He's no fuckin' use to anyone,
He's no fuckin' use at all.

He maybe a joy to his mother,
But he's a pain in the asshole to me.
Drink it down, down, down, down,down, down, down, down...

You're #1!

(Hold up number of fingers and bend one at a time until left with middle finger)

You're not number five,
You're not number four,
Number three, number two,
You're number 1!

Joe Button

(Chorus)
My name is Joe, I'm working in the button factory
I got a wife, four kids, all brats
One day at work, my boss came up to me
He said "Joe, are ya busy Joe?"
I said "No"
He said "Push that button..."

"...with your left hand"
(push button, repeat chorus)

"...with your right hand"
(push button, repeat chorus)

"...with your left leg"
(push button, repeat chorus)

"...with your right leg"
(push button, repeat chorus)

"...with your head"
(push button, repeat chorus)

(Last verse)
He said "Joe, are you busy Joe?"
I said "YES!"

Monday is a Wanking Day

Notes: Each line is repeated back at the leader of the song. For the last line of the chorus all members raise their cups over their head and dance around in a circle. After each new verse, all previous verses are repeated before the chorus is sung.

Today is Monday,
Monday is a wanking day.

CHORUS:
Leader: Is everybody happy?
All: You bet your ass we are!
Da da dut da da, da da dut da da

Today is Tuesday,
Tuesday is two-finger day.

Today is Wednesday,
Wednesday is an mmmm day,

Today is Thursday,
Thursday is a drinking day,

Today is Friday,
Friday is a fucking day,

Today is Saturday,
Saturday is a hashing day,

Today is Sunday,
Sunday is a day of rest.

My Girl's a Vegetable

Melody - My Girl's a Corker, She's a New Yorker

My girl's a vegetable,
She lives in a hospital . . .

CHORUS:
I'd do most anything,
To keep her alive.

She has no arms or legs,
She looks like a pony keg . . .

She's got a new TV,
They call it an EKG . . .

Her EKG it does not rise,
But she still spreads her thighs . . .

My girl has long blond hair,
It's in patches here and there . . .

She can't get out of bed,
Still, she can give me head . . .

She's got no arms or legs,
She's got two wooden pegs . . .

I'm always guaranteed a blow,
Because she can't say no . . .

She has no feet or hands,
Her head's connected with rubber bands . . .

She might not live the night,
That means that she won't fight . . .

My girl lives in an iron lung,
But she can still give real good tongue . . .

My girl has leprosy,
Parts are always sticking to me . . .

She had a tracheotomy,
There's another hole for me . . .

When the End of the Month Rolls Around

You can tell by her smell that she isn't feeling well
When the end of the month rolls around.
You can tell by her pout that her eggs are falling out
When the end of the month rolls around.

Oh it's ho, hi, he at the tampon factory
Shout out your sizes loud and clear!

We've got small, we've got large, we've got rags to fit a barge
When the end of the month rolls around.

Donnie the Retard

Donnie the retard
Has an eight-pound melonhead
He is five-foot-three and he said to me...
(Insert "retard" sounds here)

Last night I saw your sister

Last night I saw your sister,
She was tearing up the town,
She was missing teeth,
And her pussy reeked,
But still she went down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down...

The Hashstones (melody: The Flintstones)

Hashers, meet the Hashers, they're the biggest drunks in history.
From the town of Tel Aviv, they're the leaders of debauchery.
Half minds, trailing shiggy through the years.
Watch them, as they down a lot of beers.

Down, down, down down down down,
Down, down, down down down down, down down,
Down, down, down down down,
Down, down, down, down, down, down.

Hash House Family (melody: The Addams Family)

Their drinking is compulsive and their running is convulsive,
They're morally repulsive, The Hash House Harriers.

Da da da da (snap fingers twice), da da da da (snap fingers twice)
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da

Their flatulence is rude and their genitals protrude when
They're running in the nude in The Hash House Harriers.

They're always shiggy tracking and constantly bush-whacking,
Intelligence they're lacking, The Hash House Harriers.

Do, Re, Me, Drink Song (melody: Do, Re, Mi)

Dough, the stuff that buys me beer,
Ray, the guy who sells me beer,
Me, the guy who drinks the beer,
Far, a long way to get beer,
So, I'll have another beer,
La, Yes, I'll have a beer,
Tea, no thanks, I'm drinking beer,
That will bring us back to,
(look into an empty glass)
Duhooooooh!

If Your Girlfriend Smells Like Shit (melody: 'If You're Happy and You Know It')

If your girlfriend smells like shit, flip her over,
If your girlfriend smells like shit, flip her over,
If your girlfriend smells like shit,
It's her asshole, not her clit,
If your girlfriend smells like shit, flip her over!

More Beer (melody: Auld Lang Syne)

(Walking in a circle)
More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer,

(Turning the other way)
More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer,
More beer, more beer, more beer!

Whip It Out (Melody: Take Me Out to the Ballgame)

Whip it out at the ball game
Wave it 'round at the crowd
Dip it in peanuts and crackerjacks
I don't care if you give it a whack
Coz, it's beat your meat at the ball game
If you don't cum it's a shame
Coz, it's one, two, you're covered in goo
At the old ball game!

Short down-down song

This is the down-down song,
It isn't very long,
Drink it down-down-down-down...

My one-skin (melody: My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean)

My one-skin hangs down to my two-skin,
My two-skin hangs down to my three,
My three-skin hangs down to my foreskin,
My foreskin hangs down to my knee.

Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me, for me
Roll back, roll back,
Please roll back my foreskin for me!

Wings of an Eagle (melody: My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean)

If I had the wings of an eagle,
If I had the eyes of a crow,
I'd fly above all God's creations,
And shit on the hashers below.

Shit on, shit on,
Shit on the hashers below, below
Shit on, shit on,
Shit on the hashers below!
Drink it down-down-down-down...

Mrs. Murphy (melody: Red River Valley)

You can hold it in your hand, Mrs. Murphy
It only weighs a quarter of a pound,
It's got hair all around like a turkey
And it comes when you shake it up and -
Down, down, down, down, down, down...

My name is Jack

My name is Jack
I'm a necrophiliac
I fuck dead women
And I fill 'em full of jism

I get frustrated
When they get cremated
Try as I must
I can't fuck dust!

It's a Small Dick After All (melody: It's a Small World After All)

Well it's not too long and it's not too thick,
It gets hard too slow and it comes too quick,
It gets lost in her twat but it's all that he's got,
It's a small dick after all.

It's a small dick after all
It's a small dick after all
Always limp from alcohol
It's a small, small dick.

Down, down, down, down...

Harriette Song (melody:'Turkey in the Straw')

Well the wiggle of her ass would make a dead man cum,
And the nipples on her tits are the size of my thumb.
She's a mean motherfucker; She's a great cock-sucker; She'a a har-ri-ette!
Drink it down, down, down, down,down, down, down, down...

Close to Brew (melody: Close to You)

Why do hashers suddenly appear,
Every time beer is near?
Just like me, they long to be,
Close to Brew,
Ahhhhh Ahhhh Ahh,
Close to Brew,
Ahhhhh Ahhhh Ahh,

Why does the pack cry out ON-ON
Every time trail is nearly done?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to Brew

Why are hares always filled with fright
Every time hounds are in sight?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to Brew

Why are hounds filled with such delight
Every time the hares are in sight?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to Brew


I drink to make other people interesting.

George Jean Nathan