Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All for Me Grog, artist - Orthodox Celts. Album song Orthodox Celts, in the genre Кельтская музыкаDate of issue: 31.05.2001
Record label: Nautilus
Song language: English
All for Me Grog |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |
| I’m sick in the head and I haven’t been to bed |
| Since first I came ashore with me plunder |
| I’ve seen centipedes and snakes and me head is full of aches |
| And I have to take a path for way out yonder |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |
| Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots |
| They’re all sold for beer and tobacco |
| See the soles they were thin and the uppers were lettin' in |
| And the heels were lookin' out for better weather |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |
| Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt |
| It’s all sold for beer and tobacco |
| You see the sleeves were all worn out and the collar been torn about |
| And the tail was lookin' out for better weather |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |
| Where is me wife, me noggin', noggin' wife |
| She’s all sold for beer and tobacco |
| You see her front it was worn out and her tail I kicked about |
| And I’m sure she’s lookin' out for better weather |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |
| Where is me bed, me noggin', noggin' bed |
| It’s all sold for beer and tobacco |
| You see I sold it to the girls until the springs were all in twirls |
| And the sheets they’re lookin' out for better weather |
| And it’s all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog |
| All for my beer and tobacco |
| Well, I spent all me tin with the lasses drinkin' gin |
| Far across the Western Ocean I must wander |