Kunci Gitar The Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem - Jug Of Punch

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One pleasant evening in the month of June
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As I was sitting with my glass and spoon
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A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
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And the song he sang was "The Jug Of Punch"

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Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
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A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
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And the song he sang was "The Jug Of Punch"
     
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What more diversion can a man desire?
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Than to sit him down by snug turf fire
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Upon his knee a pretty wench
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And on the table a jug of punch

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Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
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Upon his knee a pretty wench
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And on the table a jug of punch

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Let the doctors come with all their art
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They'll make no impression upon my heart
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Even a cripple forgets his hunch
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When he's snug outside of a jug of punch

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Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
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Even a cripple forgets his hunch
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When he's snug outside of a jug of punch

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And if I get drunk, well, the money's me own
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And if they don't like me they can leave me alone
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I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow
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And I'll be welcome wherever I go

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Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
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I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow
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And I'll be welcome wherever I go

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And when I'm dead and in my grave
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No costly tombstone will I have
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Just lay me down in my native peat
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With a jug of punch at my head and feet

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Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
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Just lay me down in my native peat
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With a jug of punch at my head and feet