Intro: C   G   C 


[Verso 1]
 
                 Am            C 
Well, Jack was a sailor and he walked up to town 
F         C                          G 
She was a damsel, she skipped up and down 
C           F       C 
She says to Jack as she passed him by 
           F           C             F         C 
"Would you care for to purchase some Old Bungo Rye?" 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     G 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye 


[Verso 2]
 
     C          Am     C 
Says Jack to himself, "What can this be? 
        F         C                      G 
But the finest of whiskies from far Germany 
         C       Am         C 
Snuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly 
        F            C          F         C 
And the name that it goes by is Old Bungo Rye" 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     F  G  C 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye 


[Verso 3]
 
                Am            C 
Jack gave her a pound, for he thought nothing strange 
          F             C                         G 
"Hold the basket, young man, while I run for your change" 
     C             Am           C 
Jack peeked in the basket and a child he did spy 
         F               C             F           C 
"I'll be damned", did he cry, "this is Queer Bungo Rye" 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     F  G  C 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye 


[Verso 4]
 
                       Am             C 
Well, to get the child christened was Jack's next intent 
   F             C                            G 
To get the child christened, to the parson he went 
         C         Am          C 
Says the parson to Jack, "What will he go by?" 
         F               C              F           C 
"I'll be damned", did he cry, "call him Queer Bungo Rye!" 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     F  G  C 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye 


[Verso 5]
 
                   Am              C 
Says the parson to Jack, "That's a very queer name" 
         F               C                         G 
"I'll be damned", did he cry, "it's a queer way he came 
         C       Am         C 
Snuggled up in a basket and sold on the sly 
        F               C        F           C 
And the name that he'll go by is Queer Bungo Rye!" 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     F  C  G  C 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye 


[Verso 6]
 
                      Am          C 
So come all you young sailors who walk up to town 
  F            C                       G 
Beware of them damsels who skip up and down 
       C             Am         C 
Take a peek in their baskets as ye pass them by 
   F             C           F           C 
Or else they may pawn on you Queer Bungo Rye! 
      G 
Ruddy rye 
C             G/B        G          C     F  G  C 
Fol de diddle dye, ruddy rye, ruddy rye