The Jug of Punch
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๐ Lyrics
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
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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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
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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โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.55] Being on the twenty-third of June
[00:18.11] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[00:22.77] Being on the twenty-third of June
[00:26.31] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[00:30.86] I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
[00:33.68] And the song she sang was the jug of punch
[00:47.29] What more pleasure can a boy desire
[00:52.67] Than sitting down, oh beside the fire
[00:55.30] What more pleasure can a boy desire
[00:59.03] Than sitting down, oh beside the fire
[01:03.51] And in his hand, oh a jug of punch
[01:06.21] And on his knee a tidy wench
[01:20.78] When I am dead and left in my mold
[01:23.40] At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
[01:28.05] When I am dead and left in my mold
[01:31.65] At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
[01:36.15] And every young man that passes by
[01:39.85] He can have a drink and remember I
[02:31.58] Being on the twenty-third of June
[02:34.22] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[02:39.62] Being on the twenty-third of June
[02:42.33] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[02:46.98] I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
[02:50.53] And the song she sang was the jug of punch
[02:56.80] 1
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[00:18.11] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[00:22.77] Being on the twenty-third of June
[00:26.31] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[00:30.86] I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
[00:33.68] And the song she sang was the jug of punch
[00:47.29] What more pleasure can a boy desire
[00:52.67] Than sitting down, oh beside the fire
[00:55.30] What more pleasure can a boy desire
[00:59.03] Than sitting down, oh beside the fire
[01:03.51] And in his hand, oh a jug of punch
[01:06.21] And on his knee a tidy wench
[01:20.78] When I am dead and left in my mold
[01:23.40] At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
[01:28.05] When I am dead and left in my mold
[01:31.65] At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
[01:36.15] And every young man that passes by
[01:39.85] He can have a drink and remember I
[02:31.58] Being on the twenty-third of June
[02:34.22] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[02:39.62] Being on the twenty-third of June
[02:42.33] Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom
[02:46.98] I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
[02:50.53] And the song she sang was the jug of punch
[02:56.80] 1
[03:27.42]