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All for me grog

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Traditionnel - Irlande

 

Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog,
It's all for me beer and tobacco.
For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinking gin,
Far across the western ocean I must wander.

Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots,
They're all gone for beer and tobacco.
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather.

Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt,
It's all gone for beer and tobacco,
For the collar is all worn, and the sleeves they are all torn,
And the tail is looking out for better weather.

I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed,
Since first I came ashore from me slumber,
For I spent all me dough on the lassies don't you know,
Far across the western ocean I must wander. 
       I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
       Since first I came ashore with me plunder
       I've seen centipedes and snakes and me head is full of aches
       And I have to take a path for way out yonder

Where is me bed, me noggin' noggin bed
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
Well I lent it to a whore and now the sheets are all tore
And the springs are looking out for better whether.
       Where is me bed, me noggin', noggin' bed
       It's all sold for beer and tobacco
       You see I sold it to the girls until the springs were all in twirls
       And the sheets they're lookin' out for better weather

Where is me wench, me noggin' noggin' whence
She's all gone for beer and tobacco
Well her  (clap) is all worn out and her (clap) is knocked about
And her (clap) is looking out for better whether.
       Where is me wife, me noggin', noggin' wife
       She's all sold for beer and tobacco
       You see her front it was worn out and her tail I kicked about
       And I'm sure she's lookin' out for better weather

 

Alternate chorus:
Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
It's all for me beer and tobacco
I spent all me loot in a house of ill repute
And I think I'll have to go back there tomorrow.

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