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1. Twas very early in the month of June, as I was sitting in my room
I heard a thrush sing in a bush and the song it sang was the jug of punch.
CHORUS: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo,
I heard a thrush sing in a bush and the song it sang was the Jug of Punch.
2. What more diversion can a man desire, Than to be seated by a snug coal fire.
Upon his knee a pretty wench, And on the table a Jug of Punch.
CHORUS: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo;
Upon his knee a pretty wench, And on the table a Jug of Punch.
3. If I were sick and very bad, And was not able to go or stand
I would not think it all amiss, To pledge my shoes for a Jug of Punch.
CHORUS: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo;
I would not think it all amiss, To pledge my shoes for a Jug of Punch.
4. The doctor fails with all his art, To cure an impression on the heart
But if life was gone, within an inch, What would bring it back but a Jug of Punch.
CHORUS: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo;
But if life was gone, within an inch, What would bring it back but a Jug of Punch.
5. But when I'm dead and in my grave, No costly tombstone will I have,
But they'll dig a grave both wide and deep, With aJug of Punch at my head and feet.
CHORUS: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-loo;
But they'll dig a grave both wide and deep, With a jug of punch at my head and feet.
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