| 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 |