| 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 passed him by
|
| Would you care for to purchase some
|
| Quare bungle rye roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye
|
| Thought 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 roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye»
|
| Jack gave her a pound and he thought nothing strange
|
| Said she, «Hold the basket till I get you your change»
|
| Jack looked in the basket and a baby did spy
|
| Oh, Begorrah, said Jack, this is
|
| Quare bungle rye roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye
|
| Now to get the child christened was Jack’s first intent
|
| For to get the child christened, to the parson he went
|
| Says the parson to Jack, «What will he go by?»
|
| Begorrah, says Jack, Call him
|
| Quare bungle rye roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye
|
| Said the parson to Jack, «That's a mighty queer name»
|
| Says Jack to the parson, «It's a queer 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 roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye
|
| Now all you young sailors who roam on the town
|
| Beware of those damsels who skip up and down
|
| Take a look in their basket as they pass you by
|
| Or else they may sell you some
|
| Quare bungle rye roddy rye?
|
| Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye |