Chords for Clancy brothers and Tommy Makem - Jug of punch

There's a lovely drinking song called a jug of punch _ _
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Punches made here in America apparently but wrong or something like that, but in Ireland, it's naturally enough made with Irish whiskey
You have [D] a glass of a spoon some hot water
_ squeeze of [C] lemon some sugar
some clothes
_ [G] No, you don't need a
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ Don't really need a hot water
But _ [Eb] _ it's a lovely drink anyway and
_ _ [Abm] This [Dm] is a song that an old man might sing in the evening an old man whose whole life have been
sweetened by the drinking of punch
[F] _ _ _
_ _ _ So [Bb] _ the growls it out one evening as the world is [Gb] slipping out of focus
_ _ Starts out very quiet [Eb] _
very poetically
_ _ rapidly deteriorates
[Ebm] _
_ _ _ Chug a punch when they're in tune
_ _ _ _ Anyway, [Bb] all
[Eb] Good people should join the [Bb] chorus this
_ [Eb] _
One [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ pleasant evening in the month of June
[Bb] Ah as I was sitting with [Eb] my glass and spoon a small bird sat
[Ab] on an ivy [Eb] bunch and the song he sang [C] was the
_ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ a
[Eb] _
_ _ Small bird sat [Ab] on an ivy bunch and the song he [Eb] sang was the
One _ _ more diversion can man desire than [Bb] to sit him down
[Eb] by a snogged or fire
Upon his knee a [Ab] pretty wench, I and on the [Gm] table a [Eb] jug of grinch.
Tooralee loorelee loo, [Ab] tooralee loorelee.
_ [Bb] Tooralee loorelee loo, [Eb] tooralee loorelee.
_ [Ab] Upon his knee a pretty wench, [Cm] I and on [Ab] the [Gm]
table a jug [Eb] of crunch.
_ Let the doctors come with all their art, [Bb] they'll make no impression [Eb] upon my heart.
Even the cripple [Ab] forgets his hunch when [Eb] he's snuggled inside [Gm] of a jug [Eb] of grinch.
Tooralee loorelee loo, [Ab] tooralee loorelee.
_ [Bb] Tooralee loorelee loo, [Eb] tooralee loorelee.
Even the _ [Ab] cripple forgets his hunch [Eb] when he's snuggled inside of a jug of grinch.
And if I get drunk, oh well, the money's beyond.
_ [Bb] _ _ Like me [Eb] they can leave me alone.
_ I'll soon be full [Ab] and I'll rosen me bow.
And I'll be [Eb] welcome wherever I go.
_ Tooralee loorelee loo, tooralee loorelee.
_ Tooralee _ _ _ _ _ _ loorelee loo, tooralee loorelee.
I'll soon be full [Ab] and I'll rosen _ _ [Eb] me bow.
I'll be welcome _ _ _ _ _ in dead iron, in my grave.
[Bb] No costly [Eb] tombstone will I have.
Just lay me down [Ab] in my nigger pit.
With a jug of [Eb] crunch at my head. _ _
Tooralee loorelee loo, [Bb] tooralee loorelee.
Tooralee loorelee [Eb] loo, tooralee loorelee.
Just lay me down in [Bb] my nigger pit.
With a jug of crunch [Gm] at my head.
[Eb] And be happy. _ _ _ _ _ _
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