The Pelagian Drinking Song

Pelagius lived at Kardanoel     And taught a doctrine there     How, whether you went to heaven or to hell     It was your own affair.     It had nothing to do with the Church, my boy,     But was your own affair.     No, he didn't believe     In Adam and Eve     He put no faith therein!     His doubts began     With the Fall of Man     And he laughed at Original Sin.     With my row-ti-tow     Ti-oodly-ow     He laughed at original sin.     Then came the bishop of old Auxerre     Germanus was his name     He tore great handfuls out of his hair     And he called Pelagius shame.     And with his stout Episcopal staff     So thoroughly whacked and banged     The heretics all, both short and tall     They rather had been hanged.     Oh he whacked them hard, and he banged them long     Upon each and all occasions     Till they bellowed in chorus, loud and strong     Their orthodox persuasions.     With my row-ti-tow     Ti-oodly-ow     Their orthodox persuasions.     Now the faith is old and the Devil bold     Exceedingly bold indeed.     And the masses of doubt that are floating about     Would smother a mortal creed.     But we that sit in a sturdy youth     And still can drink strong ale     Let us put it away to infallible truth     That always shall prevail.     And thank the Lord     For the temporal sword     And howling heretics too.     And all good things     Our Christendom brings     But especially barley brew!     With my row-ti-tow     Ti-oodly-ow     Especially barley brew!