Whiskey in the Jar - My new version...

So, I was bored…

As I was turning’ over in my worn and wrinked bed clothes
I saw my pretty woman and serenely she was sleepin’
I first did feel my hunger for somethin’ to be eating
I wanted to be feedin’, my breakfast I was needin’

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Don’t want no cheerios
Don’t want no cheerios
I need breakfast in a bar-o

I opened up the cupboard and looked for something crunchy
I opened up the cupboard to find somethin’ for my Molly
She didn’t want no crumpet, and nor did she like museli
But that Jordans Fruit and Nut bar, it was oh so tasty

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Don’t want no cheerios
Don’t want no cheerios
I need breakfast in a bar-o

:smiley: :smiley:

so you’ll be about as busy as me then??

DT.

Nice lyrics Mincer :slight_smile:

You have waaayyy too much spare time though m8 :slight_smile:

decided to bump this geriatric old thread just for a bit of nostalgia.

Kwality ‘holy thread resurection’ there TFW :slight_smile:

Nice one:thumbsup:

one from the vaults there TFW, how is the little green one these days anyway?

I’m trying to get in touch with him to find out :slight_smile:

DT.

I’m here!!! :wavey:

:tiphat:

Ah there he be, the one of nipply jelly :wink:

How goes it good sir :slight_smile:

Hello Chap.

Keep an eye on your PM box.
A change of job means “Witt does London” almost every week if you fancy a beer sometime.