Letra de la Canción "The Jug Of Punch" de Altan | BooMusica 2025
Baladas En Espanol De Los 60s 70s 80s
Musica Lo Fi Para Estudiar 2
Un Sonido Relajante Y Rapido
Relaxing Classical
The Jug Of Punch
Altan
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving, all at my loom
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, 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
Dum-be-dum, be-day
Dum-be-dum, dum-be-dum-be, deedle-a-dye
Dee-dum-be, deedle-dum, deedle-a-day
What more pleasure can a boy desire
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire?
What more pleasure can a boy desire
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire?
And in his hand, oh, a jug of punch
And on his knee, a tidy wench
Dum-be-dum, be-day
Dum-be-dum, dum-be-dum-be, deedle-a-dye
Dee-dum-be, deedle-dum, deedle-a-day
When I am dead and left in my mold
At my head and feet, place a flowing bowl
When I am dead and left in my mold
At my head and feet, place a flowing bowl
And every young man that passes-by
He can have a drink, and remember I
Dum-be-dum, be-day
Dum-be-dum, dum-be-dum-be, deedle-a-dye
Dee-dum-be, deedle-dum, deedle-a-day
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, as I sat weaving, all at my loom
Being on the twenty-third of June
Oh, 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
Dum-be-dum, be-day
Dum-be-dum, dum-be-dum-be, deedle-a-dye
Dee-dum-be, deedle-dum, deedle-a-day