The Jug Of Punch-Barnbrack

歌手 : Barnbrack
语种 : 英语
时长 : 02:20

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TXT The Jug Of Punch-Barnbrack 文本歌词

The Jug Of Punch - Barnbrack
As I was sitting with a jug and spoon
On one sunday morning in the month of june
A birdie sang down an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the jug of punch
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
A birdie sang down an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the jug of punch
What more diversion can a man desire
Than to court a girl by a cheerful fire
A carey pipping to crack and crunch
And on the table a jug of punch
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
A carey pipping to crack and crunch
And on the table a jug of punch
Ye mortal gods drink your nectar wine
And ye quality folk sip your claret fine
I'd give them all the grapes in the bunch
For a jolly pull at my jug of punch
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
I'd give them all the grapes in the bunch
For a jolly pull at my jug of punch
Ye learned doctors with all our art
Cannot cure a depression's on the heart
Even a cripple forgets his hunch
When he's snug outside of a jug of punch
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
Even a cripple forgets his hunch
When he's snug outside of a jug of punch
But when I'm dead and I'm in my grave
No costly tombstone do I ever crave
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet
Tura lura lu tura lura lu tura lura lu
Tura lura lu
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet