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Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town.
And
she was a damsel who walked up and down.
Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by,
'Would ye like for to purchase
some quare bungle rye raddy rye?'
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
Thought Jack to himself, 'Now what can
this be?'
'But the finest old whiskey from High Germany.
'Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly,
'And the name
that it goes by is quare bungle rye raddy rye.'
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
Jack hands her a shilling
and he thought nothing strange.
Says she, 'Here hold the basket til I run for your change.'
Jack peeks in the basket
and a babe he did spy.
'Why b'damn me,' says Jack, 'this is quare bungle rye raddy rye.'
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye
raddy rye.
Now to get the child christened was Jack's first intent,
So to get the child christened to the parson
he went.
Says the parson to Jack, 'What's the name he'll go by?'
'Ah b'damn me,' says Jack, 'call 'im quare bungle rye
raddy rye.'
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
Says the parson to Jack, 'That's a mighty quare name.'
'Ah
b'damn me," says Jack, 'it's a quare 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 raddy rye.'
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye
Now all you young sailors who roam on
the town,
Be wary of damsels that walk up and down.
Take a peek in their baskets as they pass you by,
Or else they
may pawn on you Quare Bungle Rye raddy rye
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
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