The Jug Of Punch

Tom : C
C G F G C G F G

[Verse 1 2x]
[Refrão]
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C F C
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
F C Dm Am Dm G
And the song she sang was 'The Jug Of Punch', fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day

[Verse 2 2x]
C G
What more pleasure can a boy desire
F G
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
C F C
And in his hand, oh, a jug of punch
F C Dm Am Dm G
And on his knee, have a tidy wench, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day

[Verse 3 2x]
C G
When I am dead and left in my mould
F G
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
C F C
And every young man that passes by
F C Dm Am Dm G
He can have a drink and remember I, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day

[Interlude]
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C F C F C Dm Am Dm G
Da da da dum, etc.
Am F G
Da da da dum, etc.

[Verse 4 2x]
[Refrão] (repetir)