Quare Bungle Rye

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Now Jack was a sailor what roamed on the town.

And she was a damsel what skipped up and down.

Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by,

'Would ye care for to purchase

some quare bungle rye raddy rye?

 

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Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.

 

Said Jack to himself, “Now what can this be?

'But the finest old 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.'

 

 

Jack gave her a shilling and he thought nothing strange.

'Hold on to me basket while I run for your change.'

Jack peeped in the basket, a child he did spy.

'Why bldammit,' says Jack,

'this is quare bungle rye raddy rye.'

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Now 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?

'Ah bldammit,l said Jack,

'call lim quare bungle rye raddy rye.'

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Said the parson to Jack, I That's a mighty quare name.'

'Ah bldammit," said Jack, lit's 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.'

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Now all you young sailors what roams on the town,

Beware of them damsels what skips up and down.

Take a peep in their baskets as they pass you by,

Or else they may pawn on you

Quare Bungle Rye raddy rye