And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander 

 I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed 
 Since first I came ashore with me plunder
 I've seen centipedes and snakes and me head is full of aches
 And I have to take a path for way out yonder 

 And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander 

 Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots
 They're all sold for beer and tobacco
 See the soles they were thin and the uppers were lettin' in
 And the heels were lookin' out for better weather 

 And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander 

 Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt
 It's all sold for beer and tobacco
 You see the sleeves were all worn out and the collar been torn about
 And the tail was lookin' out for better weather 

 And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander 

 Where is me wife, me noggin', noggin' wife
 She's all sold for beer and tobacco
 You see her front it was worn out and her tail I kicked about
 And I'm sure she's lookin' out for better weather 

 And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander 

 Where is me bed, me noggin', noggin' bed
 It's all sold for beer and tobacco
 You see I sold it to the girls until the springs were all in twirls
 And the sheets they're lookin' out for better weather 

 And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
 All for my beer and tobacco
 Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
 Far across the Western Ocean I must wander
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An old song popular among Irish balladeers. It is a celebration of the famous three vices: wine, women and song and the cost of our indulgence. Old Grog, nickname of Edward Vernon died 1757 English admiral responsible for diluting the [bad word]