Here's what I think is a slightly different version that has been sung by Ethan Ungar here in Hartford, CT. USA

OLD DUN COW
(Harry Wincott 1893)

Some friends and I in a public house
Were playing dominoes one night
When into the room a fireman came,
His face all chalky white
"What's up?" says Brown, "Have you seen a ghost?"
"Have you seen your Aunt Moriah?"
"Oh my Aunt Moriah be buggered," says he,
"The bleeding pubs on fire"

"Oh," says Brown, "What a bit of luck
Everybody follow me
It's down to the cellar if the fire's not there
We'll have ourselves a spree"
So we all went down with good old Brown
And the booze we could not miss
And we hadn't been there ten minutes or more
Till we were quite like this

(Chorus:)
Oh, there was Brown, up side down
Mopping up the whiskey on the floor
"Booze, booze" the firemen cried
As they come a knockin' at the door
"Well don't let em in till it's all mopped up
Somebody shouted, "MacIntyre"    (Echo MacIntyre)
And we all got blue blind paralytic drunk
When the Old Dun Cow caught fire


Then Smith ran over to the port wine tub
And gave it just a few hard knocks
He started taking off his pantaloons
Likewise his shoes and socks
"Oh no," says Brown, "That t'ain't allowed
You can't do that in there
Don't be washing your trotters in the port wine tub
When we've got Ballantine beer" (Chorus)

Then there came a mighty crash
Half the bloody room gave way
We were almost drowned by the fireman's hose
But still we felt OK
So we got some tacks and some wet old sacks
And we packed ourselves inside
And we sat in there getting bleery eyed drunk
When the Old Dun Cow caught fire (Chorus)