Went out to a wedding, the usual kind of thing,
Bride was looking pretty, the groom was worrying,
Afterwards, the party hit an awful halt,
They’d ran out of the red stuff and we’re getting low on malt.
Have a jar on me, boys,
Have a jar on me,
There’s plenty where that came from, and best of all it’s free,
Have a jar on me.
We said, “That’s very kind of you; one question if we may,
How can we drink the vino when there’s nothing left here today?”
He answered with a smiling face,
“You see the jars of stone, fill them up with water; it’s wine that you’ll be pouring.”
Have a jar on me, boys,
Have a jar on me,
There’s plenty where that came from, and best of all it’s free,
Have a jar on me.
We followed his instructions and filled them to the brim,
And when we poured them out it was wine the we poured in,
Not one drop of that stuff did any of us waste,
‘Cause when you swallow what he gives you’ll never beat the taste.
Have a jar on me, boys,
Have a jar on me,
There’s plenty where that came from, and best of all it’s free,
Have a jar on me,
Have a jar on me, boys,
Have a jar on me,
There’s plenty where that came from, and best of all it’s free,
Have a jar on me.
