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SOURCE: Australian Melodist Songster
SITE SOURCE: Sydney Folklore – SECTION 9: Demon drink and teetotalism

Jones’s Ale

There were four jovial fellows
Came o’er the hills together,
Came o’er the hills together,
To join this jovial crew.
They sat themselves down upon the ground
And each one swore he’d spend a pound,
And then they’d drink good ale around,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.

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They called for more pints, and pots, and more glasses,
And then they all got drunk as asses,
And, oh! What a lark they had with the lasses,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.

The first that came was a mason,
With hammer and chisel to face them,
With hammer and chisel to face them,
To join this jovial crew.
He threw his old mallet against the wall,
And swore that chapels and churches might fall,
And then there’d be work for masons all,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.

The next that came in was a barber,
Who swore he came from Scarboro’,
Whop swore he came from Scarboro’,
To join this jovial crew.
He threw his old razor against the wall,
And wished that old maids might shave and all,
And then there’d be work for barbers all,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.

The next that came inw as a sailor,
With marlin-spike and lever,
With marlin-spike and lever,
To join this jovial crew.
He told the old landlord straight to his face
That the chimney corner was his place,
And there he would sit till black in the face,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.

The next that came inw as a tinker,
Good lor! He was no drinker,
Good lor! He was no drinker,
To join this jovial crew.
Have you any old pots or kettles to settle,
For my rivets are made of the best of metal;
Good lor! How his hammer and tongs did rattle,
While Jones’s ale was new, my boys,
While Jones’s ale was new.