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The Twenty-third Of June歌詞中文翻譯

It bein' on the twenty-third of June, as I sat weaving
all on my loom
It bein' on the twenty-third of June, as I sat weaving
all on my loom
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
And the song he sang was the jug of punch
Chorus:
Ladly-fol-da-dee, ladly-fol-da-diddley-I-da-diddle-dum
Skiddery-I-da-diddle-dum, skiddery-I-da-diddle-iddle-
um-dum-dee
What more diversion can a man desire, than to sit him
down oh, beside the fire
What more diversion can a man desire, than to sit him
down oh, beside the fire
And in his hand a jug of punch
Aye, and on his knee a tidy wench
Chorus

Oh, what more hardship can a boy endure, than to sit
him down, oh, behind the door

Oh, what more hardship can a boy endure, than to sit
him down, oh, behind the door
And in his hand no jug of punch
Aye, and on his knee no tidy wench
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When I am dead, all my drinking's over, I'll take one
drink and I'll drink no more
When I am dead, all my drinking's over, I'll take one
drink and I'll drink no more
In case I mightn't get it on that day
I will take it now and I'll drink away
Chorus
When I am dead, aye and in my mould, at my head and
feet leave a flowing bowl
When I am dead, aye and in my mould, at my head and
feet leave a flowing bowl
And every young man that passes by
He can take a drink and remember I
Chorus

Tommy Makem The Twenty-Third Of June Lyrics

TOMMY MAKEM

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