Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Jug O' Punch, artist - Tommy Makem. Date of issue: 11.10.2021
Song language: English
The Jug O' Punch |
| Jug Of Punch |
| 'Twas early, early, in the month of June |
| I was sitting with my glass and spoon |
| A small bird sat on an ivy bunch |
| And the song he sang was a jug of punch |
| CHO: Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie |
| Toor-a-loora-la, toor-a-loora-lie |
| (repeat last two lines of verse) |
| If I were sick, and very bad |
| And were not able to go or stand |
| I would not think it at all amiss |
| To pledge my shoes for a jug of punch |
| CHO: |
| What more diversion can a man desire |
| Than to sit him down by a snug turf fire |
| Upon his knee a pretty wench |
| And upon his table a jug of punch |
| CHO: |
| And when I’m dead and in my grave |
| No costly tombstone will I have |
| I’ll dig a grave both wide and deep |
| With a jug of punch at my head and feet |
| Recorded by Clancys, Galvin |
| @Irish @drink |
| Filename[ JUGPUNCH |
| Play.exe JUGPUNCH |
| RG |
| ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY |