"Quare Bungle Rye" genre: Folk
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	Credits: Trad., Arr. W. Bitters
	Lyrics Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town And she was a damsel who slipped up and down. Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by, "Would you care for to purchase some Quare Bungle Rye?" Thought Jack to himself, "Now oh what could this be... "But the finest auld whiskey from far Germany "Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly? "And the name it goes by is 'Quare Bungle Rye.'" Jack gave her a pound and he thought nothing strange. She said, "Hold on to the basket, 'till I go for your change." Jack looked in the basket and a child he did spy... "Jesus!" said Jack, "This is a Quare Bungle Rye!" Now to get the child christened was Jack's next intent. For to get the child christened to the parson he went. Said the parson to Jack, "What will he now go by?" "Well... I think now," says Jack, "we'll call him Quare Bungle Rye." Says the parson to Jack, "That's a very queer name." "Well then," says Jack, "'twas a 'queer' way he came-- "Smuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly "And the name he'll go by is Quare Bungle Rye." Now all you bold sailors who roam on the town Beware of the damsels who slip up and down-- Take a peep in their baskets as they pass you by Or else they may pawn on you some Quare Bungle Rye!

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