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Quare Bungle Rye - The Blarney Lads
Well Jack was a sailor that roamed on the town
And he met with this damsel that skipped up and down
Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by
Would you care for to purchase some
Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
Said Jack to himself
Now what can this be
But the finest of whiskey from far Germany
Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly
And the name that it goes by is
Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
Well he gave her a pound
And he thought nothin' strange
She said hold now me basket
While I run for your change
He took a look in the basket
A child he did spy
I'll be damned says Jack
This is Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
Well to get the child Christened
Was Jack's next intent
To get the child Christened
To the Parson he went
Said the Parson to Jack
What will he go by
I'll be damned says Jack
Call him Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
Said the Parson to Jack
That's a very quare name
I'll be damned says Jack
Twas a quare way he came
Smuggled up in a basket
And sold on the sly
And the name that he'll go
By is Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
Well come all you sailors
That roam on the town
Beware of them damsels
That skips up and down
Beware of them ladies
As you pass them by
Or else they might flout you some
Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy
Fa-lee-diddle-die raddy rye raddy rye
