Jug Of Punch chords by The Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: D

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:

D
One pleasant evening in the month of June
   A                     D
As I was sitting with my glass and spoon
                       G
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
        A7                           D
And the song he sang was "The Jug Of Punch"

Chorus:
D                         A                  A7                 D
Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
D                      G
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
        A7                           D
And the song he sang was "The Jug Of Punch"


Verse 2:
     D
What more diversion can a man desire?
        A                  D
Than to sit him down by an Alehouse fire
                G
Upon his knee a pretty wench
    A7                    D
And on the table a jug of punch


Chorus:
D                         A                  A7                 D
Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
                G
Upon his knee a pretty wench
    A7                    D
And on the table a jug of punch


Verse 3:
        D
Let the doctors come with all their art
        A                  D
They'll make no impression upon my heart
                  G
Even a cripple forgets his hunch
          A7                       D
When he's snug outside of a jug of punch


Chorus:
D                         A                  A7                 D
Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
                  G
Even a cripple forgets his hunch
          A7                       D
When he's snug outside of a jug of punch


Verse 4:
       D
And if I get drunk, well, the money's me own
       A                           D
And if they don't like me they can leave me alone
                             G
I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow
    A7                         D
And I'll be welcome wherever I go


Chorus:
D                         A                  A7                 D
Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
                             G
I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me bow
    A7                         D
And I'll be welcome wherever I go


Verse 5:
    D
And when I'm dead and in my grave
   A                D
No costly tombstone will I have
D                      G
Just lay me down in my native peat
       A7                          D
With a jug of punch at my head and feet


Chorus:
D                         A                  A7                 D
Too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay, too ra loo ra loo, too ra loo ra lay
D                      G
Just lay me down in my native peat
       A7                          D
With a jug of punch at my head and feet