Well if you got a wingo-o
Take her up to ring-o
Where the waxies sing-o

All the day
If you've had your fill o' porter
And you can't go any further

Give your man the order -
Back to the quay!


And take her up to monto monto monto
Take her up to monto langeroo
To you


Have you heard of the duke of gloucester
The dirty old imposter

He got a mott and lost her
Up the furry glen
He first put on his bowler hat

And buttoned up his trousers
And he whistled for his growler
And he said, "my man -


Take me up to monto monto monto
Take me up to monto langeroo

To you"
Have you heard of the dublin fusileers
Them dirty old bamboozileers

They went and got the childer
One two three
Marching from the linen hall

There's one for every cannon ball
And vicky's going to send em all
O'er the sea


But first go up to monto monto monto
First go up to monto langeroo

To you

Now the czar of russia

And the king of prussia
They landed in the phoenix
In a big balloon

The asked the guardo band to play
The wearing of the green
But the buggers in the depot

Didn't know the tune
So they both went up to monto monto monto
They both went up to monto langeroo

To you

And the queen she came to call on us

She wanted to see all of us
I'm glad she didn't fall on us
She's eighteen stone!

"mr. me lord the mayor," said she
"is this all you got to show me?"
Why no ma'am, there's so much more to see

Pog mo thoin!
And we took her up to monto monto monto
We took her up to monto langeroo

To you
And we all went up to monto monto monto
We all went up to monto langeroo

To you!