Traditionally a sailor’s song which we heard sung by Louisa Killen. The chorus and first verse are traditional, and we’ve written the other verses to include some more err, modern references!
lyrics
All for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
All for me beer and tobacco
For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinking gin
And across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots, me noggy, noggin’ boots?
All gone for beer and tobacco
The heels they are wore out and the soles are knocked about
And me toes are looking out for better weather
Where is me brain, me noggy, noggin’ brain?
It’s wrinkled and dried like a raisin
No memories retained, me liver’s much the same
And me booze breath would fell the tallest timber
Where is me phone, me noggy, noggin’ phone?
The night’s not complete without a selfie
I was trying to dry it out, cos I dropped it in me stout
And now I think I’ve flushed it down the kazi!
Where is me purse, me noggy, noggin’ purse?
Last saw it three weeks a Friday
You’ll have to buy this round, I’ve only got a pound
And I need that for the last bus back to Golcar
credits
from Summat's Brewin',
released May 26, 2016
Trad arr: O'Hooley/Tidow
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