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The Jug Of Punch
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
And the song she sang was the jug of punch
What more pleasure can a boy desire
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
What more pleasure can a boy desire
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
And in his hand, oh, a jug of punch
And on his knee a tidy wench
When I am dead and left in my mold
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At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
When I am dead and left in my mold
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
And every young man that passes by
He can have a drink and remember I
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
And the song she sang was the jug of punch
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