kingston trio – the jug of punch lyrics
francis mcpeake/ewan maccoll
as i was sitting with a jug and spoon, one sunday morning in the month of june.
a birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song he sang was the jug of punch.
chorus:
tura lura lu, tura lura lu, tura lura lu, tura lura lu.
a birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song he sang was the jug of punch.
what more diversion can a man desire than to court a girl by a cheerful fire?
a carey pippin to crack and crunch and on the table a jug of punch.
(chorus)
a carey pippin to crack and crunch and on the table a jug of punch.
ye mortal lords, drink your nectar wine and ye quality folk, sip your claret fine.
i’d give them all the grapes in the bunch for a jolly pull at my jug of punch.
(chorus)
i’d give them all the grapes in the bunch for a jolly pull at my jug of punch.
ye learned doctors, with all your art, cannot cure a depression on the heart.
but even a cripple forgets his hunch when he’s snug outside of a jug of punch.
(chorus)
but even a cripple forgets his hunch when he’s snug outside of a jug of punch.
and when i’m dead and i’m in my grave, no costly tombstone do i ever crave.
just lay me down in my native peat with a jug of punch at my head and feet.
(chorus)
just lay me down in my native peat with a jug of punch at my head and feet. (ooo, ooo)
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