Biography:
Altan is an Irish folk and traditional music group, which formed in Gweedore, County Donegal in 1987. The popular outfit, who are led by the world-renowned fiddler and vocalist Mairéad Ní Mhaonaigh, have been driven by many critically acclaimed albums and a relentless touring schedule. They emerged during the 1990s as one of Ireland’s premiere traditional musical groups and have since sold millions of records worldwide.
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Altan - The Jug Of Punch
CAPO: 5th Fret
[Intro]
C G F G C G F G
[Verse 1]
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C F C
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
F C Dm Am Dm G
And the song she sang was 'The Jug Of Punch', fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Verse 2]
C G
What more pleasure can a boy desire
F G
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
C G
What more pleasure can a boy desire
F G
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
C F C
And in his hand, oh, a jug of punch
F C Dm Am Dm G
And on his knee, have a tidy wench, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Verse 3]
C G
When I am dead and left in my mould
F G
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
C G
When I am dead and left in my mould
F G
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
C F C
And every young man that passes by
F C Dm Am Dm G
He can have a drink and remember I, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Interlude]
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C F C F C Dm Am Dm G
Da da da dum, etc.
Am F G
Da da da dum, etc.
[Verse 4]
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C F C
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
F C Dm Am Dm G
And the song she sang was 'The Jug Of Punch', fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
CAPO: 5th Fret
[Intro]
C G F G C G F G
[Verse 1]
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C F C
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
F C Dm Am Dm G
And the song she sang was 'The Jug Of Punch', fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Verse 2]
C G
What more pleasure can a boy desire
F G
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
C G
What more pleasure can a boy desire
F G
Than sitting down, oh, beside the fire
C F C
And in his hand, oh, a jug of punch
F C Dm Am Dm G
And on his knee, have a tidy wench, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Verse 3]
C G
When I am dead and left in my mould
F G
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
C G
When I am dead and left in my mould
F G
At my head and feet place a flowing bowl
C F C
And every young man that passes by
F C Dm Am Dm G
He can have a drink and remember I, fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
[Interlude]
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C G F G
Da da da dum, etc.
C F C F C Dm Am Dm G
Da da da dum, etc.
Am F G
Da da da dum, etc.
[Verse 4]
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C G
Being on the twenty-third of June
F G
Oh, as I sat weaving all at my loom
C F C
I heard a thrush singing on yon bush
F C Dm Am Dm G
And the song she sang was 'The Jug Of Punch', fal de dal de day
Am F
Fala dum dum na did'n dad'n daa
G
Da did'n dad'n dum didlie day
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