Music: Traditional
Arrangement: Kadee Crottier
Published: Kadee Crottier

Soprano: Kadee Crottier
Mezzo: Gilah Mashaal
Alto: Jenn Jensen
Tenor: Christopher Sibilia
Bass: William Marth

One evening in the month of June
As I was sitting in my room
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the Jug o’ Punch

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the Jug o’ Punch

What more diversion can a man desire?
Than to sit him down by an alehouse fire
Upon his knee a pretty wench
And upon the table a Jug o’ Punch

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Upon his knee a pretty wench
And upon the table a Jug o’ Punch

Let the bakers come with all their art
They’ll make no impression upon my heart
I don’t need breakfast, I don’t need brunch
When I’m snug inside of a Jug o’ Punch

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
I don’t need breakfast, I don’t need brunch
When I’m snug inside of a Jug o’ Punch

And if I get drunk, well, me money’s me own
And them don’t like it can leave me alone
I’ll tune me fiddle and rosin me bow
And I’ll be welcome where’er I go

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
I’ll tune me fiddle and rosin me bow
And I’ll be welcome where’er I go

And when I’m dead and in my grave
No costly tombstone will I crave
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a Jug o’ Punch at my head and feet

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a Jug o’ Punch at my head and feet

Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Too ra loo ra loo
Too ra loo ra lay
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a Jug o’ Punch at my head and feet