Lyrics:

(Traditional) Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan 'Will ye go to the Waxies dargle?' Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, 'Sure I haven't got a farthing. I went down to Monto town To see uncle McArdle But he wouldnt give me a half a crown For to go to the Waxies dargle. Whatll you have? Ill have a pint I'll have a pint with you, sir, And if one of you doesn't order soon We'll be chucked out of the boozer. Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan 'Will ye go to the Galway races?' Says your aul' wan to my aul' wan, 'With the price of my aul' lad's braces' I went down to Capel Street To the Jewish moneylenders But they wouldn't give me a couple of bob on My aul' wans lad's suspenders. Says my aul' wan to your aul' wan 'Weve got no beef nor mutton But if we go down to Monto town Well get a drink for nuttin'' Here's a piece of sound advice Got from an aul' fishmonger: 'When the food is scarce and you see the hearse Then you'll know youve died of hunger.