The Jug Of Punch Lyrics

Francis McPeake/Ewan MacColl

As I was sitting with a jug and spoon, one Sunday morning in the month of June.
A birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song he sang was the jug of punch.

Chorus:
Tura lura lu, tura lura lu, tura lura lu, tura lura lu.

A birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song he sang was the jug of punch.

What more diversion can a man desire than to court a girl by a cheerful fire?
A carey pippin to crack and crunch and on the table a jug of punch.

(Chorus)

A carey pippin to crack and crunch and on the table a jug of punch.

Ye mortal lords, drink your nectar wine and ye quality folk, sip your claret fine.
I'd give them all the grapes in the bunch for a jolly pull at my jug of punch.

(Chorus)

I'd give them all the grapes in the bunch for a jolly pull at my jug of punch.

Ye learned doctors, with all your art, cannot cure a depression on the heart.
But even a cripple forgets his hunch when he's snug outside of a jug of punch.

(Chorus)

But even a cripple forgets his hunch when he's snug outside of a jug of punch.

And when I'm dead and I'm in my grave, no costly tombstone do I ever crave.
Just lay me down in my native peat with a jug of punch at my head and feet.

(Chorus)

Just lay me down in my native peat with a jug of punch at my head and feet. (Ooo, Ooo)

The Kingston Trio - Make Way/Goin' Places

Jan 2002

1. En El Aqua
2. Come All You Fair And Tender Ladies
3. The Jug Of Punch
4. Bonny Hielan' Laddie
5. Utawena
6. Hard Travelin'
7. Hangman
8. Speckled Roan
9. Oh, Yes, Oh!
10. Blow The Candle Out
11. Blue Eyed Gal
12. Pastures Of Plenty
13. Guardo El Lobo
14. Razors In The Air
15. Billy Goat Hill
16. Run, Molly, Run