Put another pickle in
In the jar I'm canning in
Do it with a sour grin,
Add garlic, garlic, garlic

Grab a bushy sprig of dill
Jam it in the jar, I will
Come next spring I'll get my fill
Of pickles, pickles, pickles

Kosher, with beer, love kosher
The nicest part of any juicy dill
Is when they're crispy with a chill...

Serve 'em whole, or serve 'em sliced
To eat more, you are enticed,
Fit for that last meal of Christ,
Are pickles, pickles, pickles

Kosher, with beer, they're kosher,
The sweetest part of any sour dill,
Is when they're crispy with a chill...

So put another pickle in,
Do it with a sour grin,
Taste so good they should be sin,
With garlic, garlic, garlic...