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
Now J[C]ack was a sa[G]ilor that ro[C]amed round the t[G]own
And s[F]he was a da[C]msel who ski[F]pped up and d[G]own
Said the da[C]msel to Ja[G]ck, As s[C]he passed him [G]by
Would you c[F]are for to pur[C]chase some Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa de diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Thought J[C]ack to hi[G]mself, Now w[C]hat can this [G]be
But the fi[F]nest of wh[C]isky from f[F]ar Ger[G]many
Smuggled [C]up in a ba[G]sket, And so[C]ld on the s[G]ly
And the na[F]me that it g[C]oes by is Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Jack g[C]ave her a po[G]und, And th[C]ought nothing str[G]ange
She s[F]ays hold the ba[C]sket, While I r[F]un for your ch[G]ange
He took a l[C]ook in the ba[G]sket, And a ch[C]ild did he s[G]py
Sure be[F]gob now says J[C]ack this is Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Now to g[C]et the child chri[G]stened, Was Ja[C]cks next int[G]ent
To g[F]et the child chri[C]stened, To the pa[F]rson he w[G]ent
Said the pa[C]rson to J[G]ack, Now what w[C]ill he go [G]by
Be[F]dad now says J[C]ack call him Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Said the pa[C]rson to J[G]ack, That's a v[C]ery quare n[G]ame
Sure be[F]dad now says J[C]ack, Tis a qu[F]are way he c[G]ame
Smuggled [C]up in a ba[G]sket, And s[C]old on the s[G]ly
And the na[F]me that he'll [C]go by is Qu[F]are bunge r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Come a[C]ll you young sai[G]lors, That r[C]oam round the t[G]own
Be[F]ware of them da[C]msels, That sk[F]ips up and d[G]own
Be[C]ware of them la[G]dies, As y[C]ou pass them [G]by
Or e[F]lse they might p[C]awn on you Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
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
Now J[C]ack was a sa[G]ilor that ro[C]amed round the t[G]own
And s[F]he was a da[C]msel who ski[F]pped up and d[G]own
Said the da[C]msel to Ja[G]ck, As s[C]he passed him [G]by
Would you c[F]are for to pur[C]chase some Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa de diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Thought J[C]ack to hi[G]mself, Now w[C]hat can this [G]be
But the fi[F]nest of wh[C]isky from f[F]ar Ger[G]many
Smuggled [C]up in a ba[G]sket, And so[C]ld on the s[G]ly
And the na[F]me that it g[C]oes by is Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Jack g[C]ave her a po[G]und, And th[C]ought nothing str[G]ange
She s[F]ays hold the ba[C]sket, While I r[F]un for your ch[G]ange
He took a l[C]ook in the ba[G]sket, And a ch[C]ild did he s[G]py
Sure be[F]gob now says J[C]ack this is Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Now to g[C]et the child chri[G]stened, Was Ja[C]cks next int[G]ent
To g[F]et the child chri[C]stened, To the pa[F]rson he w[G]ent
Said the pa[C]rson to J[G]ack, Now what w[C]ill he go [G]by
Be[F]dad now says J[C]ack call him Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Said the pa[C]rson to J[G]ack, That's a v[C]ery quare n[G]ame
Sure be[F]dad now says J[C]ack, Tis a qu[F]are way he c[G]ame
Smuggled [C]up in a ba[G]sket, And s[C]old on the s[G]ly
And the na[F]me that he'll [C]go by is Qu[F]are bunge r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye
Come a[C]ll you young sai[G]lors, That r[C]oam round the t[G]own
Be[F]ware of them da[C]msels, That sk[F]ips up and d[G]own
Be[C]ware of them la[G]dies, As y[C]ou pass them [G]by
Or e[F]lse they might p[C]awn on you Qu[F]are bungle r[C]ye roddy r[G]ye
F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, F[C]aa da diddle, R[G]ye roddy, R[G]ye roddy, R[C]ye