Will you[D] come to the Waxies Dargle,

Says your old one to[G] my old one,

Sure I[A] havn't got a[D] farthing,

I went up to Monto Town,

To see uncle[G] Mc Ar[[A]dle,

But he[D] wouldn't give me[G] half a crown,

To[A] go to the Waxies[D] Dargle.

[2]

Says your old one to my old one,

Will you go to the Galway races,

Says your old one to my old one,

I'll hump the old man's braces,

I went down to Capel Street,

To the Jew man moneylenders,

But they woultn'd give me a couple of bob,

On the old man's red suspenders.

[3]

Says my old one to your old one,

We have no beef or mutton,

But if we go down to Monto Town,

We might get a drink for nothin,

Here's a nice piece of advece,

I heard from an old fishmonger,

When food is scarce and ye see the hearse,

You know you have died of hunger. 

 

What will ye have,I'll have a pint,

I'll have a pint with you sir,

And if one of you's doesn't order soon,

We'el be trown out of the boozer.