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12-string Guitar: Quare Bungle Rye

1,118 views · Published 5 May 2009 · 2:52 · Indexed 3 October 2026

Channel: threelegsoman · 2009 · Music

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A warning to sailors, beware the young damsels who skip up and down and check out their basket before accepting responsibility for it and its contents!

Quare Bungle Rye
Traditional 
No capo

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Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town 
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And she was a damsel who skipped up and down
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Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by 
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Would you care for to purchase some quare bungle rye raddy rye?  
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Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye

Thought Jack to himself, "Now what can this be 
But the finest of whiskey from far Germany
Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly 
And the name that it goes by is quare bungle rye raddy rye!
Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye"

Jack gave her a pound and he thought nothing strange 
Said she, "Hold the basket till I get you your change"
Jack looked in the basket and a baby did spy 
“Oh, Begorrah,” said Jack, “this is quare bungle rye raddy rye!”
Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye

Now to get the child christened was Jack's first intent 
For to get the child christened, to the parson he went
Says the parson to Jack, "What will he go by?" 
“Begorrah,” says Jack, “Call him quare bungle rye raddy rye!”
Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye

Said the parson to Jack, "That's a mighty queer name" 
Says Jack to the parson, "It's a queer way he came
Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly 
And the name that he'll go by is quare bungle rye raddy rye!
Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye

Now all you young sailors who roam on the town 
Beware of those damsels who skip up and down
Take a look in their basket as they pass you by 
Or else they may pawn on you quare bungle rye raddy rye!
Fol the diddle i raddy rye raddy rye

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