Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the townAnd she was a damsel who skipped up and downSaid the damsel to Jack as she passed him byWould you care for to purchase somequare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy ryeThought Jack to himself, "Now what can this be?But the finest of whiskey from far GermanySmuggled up in a basket and sold on the slyAnd the name that it goes by isquare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye"Jack gave her a pound and he thought nothing strangeSaid she, "Hold the basket till I get you your change"Jack looked in the basket and a baby did spyOh, Begorrah, said Jack, this isquare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy ryeNow to get the child christened was Jack's first intentFor to get the child christened, to the parson he wentSays the parson to Jack, "What will he go by?"Begorrah, says Jack, Call himquare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy ryeSaid the parson to Jack, "That's a mighty queer name"Says Jack to the parson, "It's a queer way he cameSmuggled up in a basket and sold on the slyAnd the name that he'll go by isquare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy ryeNow all you young sailors who roam on the townBeware of those damsels who skip up and downTake a look in their basket as they pass you byOr else they may sell you somequare bungle rye roddy rye?Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye