Cold Water Is the Cup that Cheers { Cold Water Is the Cup that Cheers AWAY THE BOWL-Composer Unknown (arr. F. E. Belden ) Cold Water Is the Cup that Cheers } Cold water is the cup that cheers; Away, away the bowl! Old Alcohol is king of tears; Away, away the bowl! Good-bye to rum and all its harms, Farewell the wine-cup's dread alarms, Cold water hath far sweeter charms; Away, away the bowl! See how the staggering drunkard reels; Away, away the bowl! What shame and mis'ry he reveals! Away, away the bowl! His hungry children cry for bread, And from their cold, damp cellar bed, They watch for his return with dread; Away, away the bowl! No alcohol we'll buy or sell; Away, away the bowl! We hate it now and ever shall; Away, away the bowl! United in a temperance band, We're join'd in heart, we're join'd in hand, To drive the demon from our land; Away, away the bowl!