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23 Jun 15 - 06:04 AM (#3718388) Subject: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: MartinRyan For the day that's in it... Click here Regards |
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23 Jun 15 - 06:14 AM (#3718392) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: maeve Thank you, MartinRyan. Most wonderful to hear this as I head back outside to work. Maeve |
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23 Jun 15 - 07:00 AM (#3718407) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: GUEST,frank For sure, for sure sean. Tis da 23rd of June. Great song. |
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23 Jun 15 - 07:25 AM (#3718410) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: GUEST,Fred McCormick Ok., have it your own way. It being on the twenty third of June-o As I sat weaving all at my loom It being on the twenty third of June-o As I sat weaving all at my loom I heard a thrush singing on yon bush, And the song she sang was the jug of punch. Ch. Laddly fol the day. Laddly right fol the diddley dum Ditherery idle dum. Ditherery die fol the diddley dum. Ditherery idle dum. Ditherery die fol the diddley dum. Rum diddle diddle diddle die dum day. What more pleasure can a boy desire, Than to sit him down-o beside the fire. What more pleasure can a boy desire Than to sit him down-o beside the fire. And in his hand-o a jug of punch, Aye and on his knee-o a tidy wench. Ch. And what more hardship can a boy endure, Than to sit him down-o behind the door. And what more hardship can a boy endure, Than to sit him down-o behind the door. And in his hand-o no jug of punch, Aye and on his knee no tidy wench. Ch. Apollo famed and the muses nine, In Grecian splendour drank their nectar fine. Apollo famed and the muses nine, In Grecian splendour drank their nectar fine. I'd not begrudge them ten times as much, Just as long as I had my jug of punch Ch. And when I die and my drinking's o'er I will take a glass and I will drink no more. And when I die and my drinking's no more. I will take a glass and I will drink away. For fear I mightn't get it on that day, I will drink it now and I will drink away. Ch. And when I'm dead and laid in my mould, At my head and feet place a flowing bowl. And when I'm dead and laid in my mould, At my head and feet place a flowing bowl. And every young man that passes by, He can take a drink and remember I. Ch. |
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23 Jun 15 - 08:12 AM (#3718427) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: GUEST,Peter Laban I'll add this one to that. Good day for the fair too. |
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23 Jun 15 - 08:50 AM (#3718444) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: gnu Apollo famed and the muses nine, In Grecian splendour drank their nectar fine. Apollo famed and the muses nine, In Grecian splendour drank their nectar fine. I'd not begrudge them ten times as much, Just as long as I had my jug of punch Never knew that verse. Thanks, Fred. |
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23 Jun 15 - 09:24 AM (#3718458) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: GUEST,kenny https://youtu.be/mlzvF-detm4 |
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23 Jun 15 - 10:11 AM (#3718471) Subject: RE: 'It being the twenty third of June...' From: GUEST,kenny https://youtu.be/mlzvF-detm4 |