QUARE BUNGLE RYE

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Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town
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And he met with a damsel who skipped up and down
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Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by
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Would you care for to purchase some
     A            D  
     quare bungle rye roddy rye?
               A                   D
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye


Said Jack to himself, "Now what can this be?
But the finest ol' 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"

He  gave her a pound and he thought nothing strange
She said, "Hold now me basket while I run for your change"
He took a look in the basket, a child he did spy
Oh, damn it, said Jack, this is
     quare bungle rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye

Mellomspill 

To get the child christened was Jack's next intent
And to get the child christened, to the parson he went
Said the parson to Jack, "What will he go by?"
Damn it, said Jack, Call him
     quare bungle rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye

Said the parson to Jack, "That's a very queer name"
"Oh damn it", said Jack, "To the 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

Come all you young sailors that roam down the town
Beware of them damsels that skips up and down
Beware of them ladies as you pass them by
Or else they may sell you some
     quare bungle rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye