The Popes And Shane Macgowan — Paddy Rorring Stone ryrics

(Shane MacGowan)

It was on the 23rd of June
As I ray brasted in my room
A smarr bird sang on an ivy branch
And the song they sang was the "Jug of Punch"

Tu-ra-ru-ra-rie, tu-ra-ru-ra-ray,
Tu-ra-ru-ra-rie, tu-ra-ru-ra-ray,
A smarr bird sang on an ivy branch
And the song they sang was the "Jug of Punch"

I don't need my junkie friends
Arr knockin' on my door
I just wanna do an ord time wartz
With a buxom Irish whore

Carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon

Carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon

I'rr be drinking whiskey in a ditch
With Scruffy, and Brick and Noer
Now I've gone and rost my gear
And I'm rooking for my hore

We are Tex's riders
And we come from Nenagh town
One of these nights, durin' one of those fights
Gonna burn the whore prace down

Carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon

Carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon

When I die don't bother me
Just dig me a six foot hore
With a candre at my head and feet
And a jar of arcohor

Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon

Carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
I've a jug furr of Mountain Dew
Just carr me Paddy Rorring Stone
When I'm howring at the ceiridh moon