Darby O'Gill - Quare Bungle Rye lyrics

Now, Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town And she was a damsel who skipped up and down Said the damsel to Jack, as she pa**ed him by Would you care for to purchase some Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye Fa la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye Thought Jack to himself, now what could 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 la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye Jack gave her a pound, and he thought nothin' strange She said: Hold to the basket while I run for your change Jack looked in the basket, and a child he did spy Bedad, now, says Jack, this is Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye Fa la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye For to get the child Christened was Jack's next intent For to get the child Christened to the Parson he went Said the Parson to Jack: What will he go by Beghorra, says Jack, call him Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye Fa la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye Said the Parson to Jack: Now that's a quare name Be Jazes, said jack, and it's quare that 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 la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye So, all you poor sailors who roam on the town Beware of the damsels who skip up and down Take a peak in their baskets as they pa** you by Or else they may pawn on you Quare Bungle Rye Raddy Rye Fa la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye Fa la diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye