Waxie’s Dargle Marc Gunn

Says my auld one to your auld one
Will you go to the Waxie’s dargle
Says your auld one to my auld one
Sure I haven’t got a farthing
I’ve went down to Monto town
To see Uncle McArdle
But he wouldn’t lend me a half a crown
To go to the Waxie’s dargle

Chorus:
What’ll you have, will you have a pint
Yes, I’ll have a pint with you, sir
And if one of us doesn’t order soon
We’ll be thrown out of the boozer

Says my auld one to your auld one
Will you go to the Galway races
Says your auld one to my auld one
For the price of my auld lad’s braces
I went down to Chapel Street
To the Jеw man money lender
But hе wouldn’t give me a couple bob
On my auld lad’s red suspenders

Says my auld one to your auld one
We’ve got no beef nor mutton
Says your auld one to my auld one
I’ll tell where you get it for nothin’
Here’s a nice piece of advice
I got from an auld fish monger
When the food is scarce and you see the hearse
You’ll know that you died of hunger