Jug of Punch Lyrics & Tabs by The O'Neill Brothers Group
Jug of Punch
guitar chords lyrics
One pleasant evening in the month of june
as I was sitting with my glass and spoon
a small bird sat on an ivy bunch
and the song he sang was the jug of punch
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay.
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
and the song he sang was the jug of punch
What more diversion can a man desire
Than to sit him down by an ale house fire
Upon his knee a pretty wench
and on the table a jug of punch
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay.
Upon his knee a pretty wench
and on the table a jug of punch
And if I get drunk well the money's me own
And them don't like me they can leave me alone
I'll tune my fiddle and I'll rosin my bow
And I'll be welcome wherever I go
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay.
I'll tune my fiddle and I'll rosin my bow
And I'll be welcome wherever I go
And when I'm dead and in my grave
No huggy tombstone will I have
Lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay.
Lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet
