Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

By Babe Thruster, Gulf Coast HHH (Performed at Hedon 2001)

One evening as the circle broke up And the half-minds were a playin’ Down the trail came a hasher hashin’ He said, Boys, I’m not stayin’ I’m off to a land that’s far away Beside the cold beer fountain So come with me, we’ll go and see the Hash House Harrier Mountain

At the Hash House Harrier Mountain All the people there are cool They celebrate Gispert’s birthday And teach hashing in their school The police and property owners All just smile and wave And I’m bound to go where there ain’t no snow Where a gentle breeze blows the red dress trees At the Hash House Harrier Mountain

At the Hash House Harrier Mountain You can hash at no cost The slow ones often finish first Shortcutters all get lost The weather’s always perfect The shiggy thick and deep And the hills ain’t tall, no snakes at all No asphalt streets or blistered feet At the Hash House Harrier Mountain

At the Hash House Harrier Mountain The beer flows through the land And it’s always cold and bubbly And it’s all your favorite brand There’s a lake that’s made of yucca And hangovers don’t exist You just wake right up and fill your cup ‘Cause hashers play all night and day At the Hash House Harrier Mountain

At the Hash House Harrier Mountain No one there’s a prude So you can sing out dirty hash songs And hash there in the nude You’ll suddenly discover Your body’s been transformed All the men are jocks with big long cocks All the women fit with nice firm tits At the Hash House Harrier Mountain

(whistling)

And I’ll see you all this coming fall At the Hash House Harrier Mountain