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[CHORUS ONE] - - - - - Too ra [C] loo ra loo, too ra [F] loo ra lay, too ra [G] loo ra loo, too ra [C] loo ra lay A [C] small bird sat on an [F] ivy bunch, and the [G] song he sang was "The [C] Jug Of Punch"  

[Verse 1] - - - - - One [C] pleasant evening in the month of June, as [G] I was sitting with my [C] glass and spoon.  A small bird sat on an [F] ivy bunch, and the [C] song he [F] sang [C] was "The [G] Jug Of [C] Punch"
 
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[Verse 2] - - - - - What [C] more diversion can a man desire?  Than to [G] sit him down by a [C] snug turf fire.  Upon his knee a [F] pretty wench, and [C] on the [F] table [C] a [G] jug of [C] punch
 
[CHORUS TWO] - - - - - Too ra [C] loo ra loo, too ra [F] loo ra lay, too ra [G] loo ra loo, too ra [C] loo ra lay  [C] Upon his knee a [F] pretty wench, and [G] on the table a [C] jug of punch
 
[Verse 3] - - - - - Let the [C] doctors come with all their art.  They'll [G] make no impression [C] upon my heart.  Even a boxer for- [F] -gets his punch, when he's [C] snug out- [F] -side [C] of a [G] jug of [C] punch

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[Verse 4] - - - - - And [C] if I get drunk, well, the money's me own, and [G] if they don't like me they can [C] leave me alone.  I'll tune me fiddle and I'll [F] rosin me bow, a nd [C] I'll [F] be [C] welcome [G] wherever I [C] go

[CHORUS THREE]  - - - - - Too ra [C] loo ra loo, too ra [F] loo ra lay, too ra [G] loo ra loo, too ra [C] loo ra lay.   I'll [C] tune me fiddle and I'll [F] rosin me bow, and [G] I'll be welcome [C] wherever I go   
 
[Verse 5] - - - - - And [C] when I'm dead and in my grave.  No [G] costly tombstone [C] will I have.  Just [C] lay me down in my [F] native peat, with a [C] jug of [F] punch [C] at my [G] head and [C] feet
 
[CHORUS FOUR] - - - - - Too ra [C] loo ra loo, too ra [F] loo ra lay, too ra [G] loo ra loo, too ra [C] loo ra lay.   Just [C] lay me down in my [F] native peat, with a [G] jug of punch at my [C] head and feet  
Just [C] lay me down in my [F] native peat, with a [G] jug of punch at my [C] head and feet  
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