Well, it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
All gone for beer and tobacco
For I spent all me tin with the ladies drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather
Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
For the collar is all worn, and the front it is all torn
And the tail is looking out for better weather
Oh, where is me bed, me noggin' noggin' bed
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see, I sold it to the girls and the springs they got all twirls
And the sheets they're looking out for better weather
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since first I came ashore with the plunder
For I spent all me dough on the lassies, don't you know
And I'll have to make a path for way out yonder
Fiddler's Green - All for Me Grog Lyrics
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Well, it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
All gone for beer and tobacco
For I spent all me tin with the ladies drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather
Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
For the collar is all worn, and the front it is all torn
And the tail is looking out for better weather
Oh, where is me bed, me noggin' noggin' bed
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see, I sold it to the girls and the springs they got all twirls
And the sheets they're looking out for better weather
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since first I came ashore with the plunder
For I spent all me dough on the lassies, don't you know
And I'll have to make a path for way out yonder
All gone for beer and tobacco
For I spent all me tin with the ladies drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander
Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
For the heels they are worn out and the toes are kicked about
And the soles are looking out for better weather
Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
For the collar is all worn, and the front it is all torn
And the tail is looking out for better weather
Oh, where is me bed, me noggin' noggin' bed
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see, I sold it to the girls and the springs they got all twirls
And the sheets they're looking out for better weather
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since first I came ashore with the plunder
For I spent all me dough on the lassies, don't you know
And I'll have to make a path for way out yonder
Writer: TRADITIONAL, BARNEY MCKENNA, CIARON BOURKE, JOHN EDMUND SHEEHAN, LUKE KELLY, RONALD JOSEPH DREW
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Performed By: Fiddler's Green
Length: 3:25
Written by: TRADITIONAL, BARNEY MCKENNA, CIARON BOURKE, JOHN EDMUND SHEEHAN, LUKE KELLY, RONALD JOSEPH DREW