An old tune a crazy aunt used to sing to us as kids in Ireland,
  many many moons ago.
  
  Also am guessing this will be one of the least searched for songs
  on UG, but since there's not another version on here, thought I'd
  put up how I play it.

  Stick a capo on most any fret to bring it in the key for your voice

  And as always ...... any mistakes are mine


                        QUARE BUNGLE RYE

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  Now Jack was a sailor that roamed round the town
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  And she was a damsel who skipped up and down
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  Said the damsel to Jack, As she passed him by
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  Would you care for to purchase some Quare bungle rye roddy rye
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  Faa de diddle Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye

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  Thought Jack to himself, Now what can this be
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  But the finest of whisky from far Germany
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  Smuggled up in a basket, And sold on the sly
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  And the name that it goes by is Quare bungle rye roddy rye
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  Faa da diddle Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye

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  Jack gave her a pound, And thought nothing strange
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  She says hold the basket, While I run for your change
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  He took a look in the basket, And a child did he spy
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  Sure begob now says Jack this is Quare bungle rye roddy rye
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  Faa da diddle Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye

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  Now to get the child christened, Was Jacks next intent
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  To get  the child christened, To the parson he went
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  Said the parson to Jack, Now what will he go by
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  Bedad now says Jack call him Quare bungle rye roddy rye
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  Faa da diddle, Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye

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  Said the parson to Jack, That's a very quare name
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  Sure bedad now says Jack, Tis a quare way he came
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  Smuggled up in a basket, And sold on the sly
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  And the name that he'll go by is Quare bunge rye roddy rye
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  Faa da diddle, Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye

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  Come all  you young sailors, That roam round the town
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  Beware of them damsels, That skips up and down
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  Beware of them ladies, As you pass them by
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  Or else they might pawn on you Quare bungle rye roddy rye
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  Faa da diddle, Rye roddy,  Faa da diddle, Rye roddy, Rye roddy, Rye