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By Shane MacGowan (1996)
It was on the 23rd of June
As I lay blasted in my room
A small bird sang on an ivy branch
And the song they sang was the "Jug of Punch"
Tu-ra-lu-ra-lie, tu-ra-lu-ra-lay,
Tu-ra-lu-ra-lie, tu-ra-lu-ra-lay,
A small bird sang on an ivy branch
And the song they sang was the "Jug of Punch"
I don't need my junkie friends
All knockin' on my door
I just wanna do an old time waltz
With a buxom Irish whore
Call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
Call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
I'll be drinking whiskey in a ditch
With Scruffy, and Brick and Noel
Now I've gone and lost my gear
And I'm looking for my hole
We are Tex's riders
And we come from Nenagh town
One of these nights, durin’ one of those fights
Gonna burn the whole place down
Call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
Call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
When I die don't bother me
Just dig me a six foot hole
With a candle at my head and feet
And a jar of alcohol
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
Call me Paddy Rolling Stone
I've a jug full of Mountain Dew
Just call me Paddy Rolling Stone
When I'm howling at the ceilidh moon
(NOTE: The town in "Paddy Rolling Stone" is of course Nenagh, which is the nearest town from the village Puckaun where Shane lived at his grandparents' farm until he was six years old. His parents then took him to London, but he returned every summer for a few years. I've also read somewhere that after he left The Pogues he's spent a lot of time in Puckaun - Jan och Örjan Folcke.
Thanks also to Tom O'Dea and Ingrid for help with the lyrics.)