Part 18 (2/2)

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UP hill and down dale, b.u.t.ter is made in every vale, And if that Nancy Cook Is a good girl, She shall have a spouse, And make b.u.t.ter anon, Before her old grandmother Grows a young man.

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AS I was going up Pippen-hill, Pippen-hill was dirty There I met a pretty miss, And she dropt me a curtsey.

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LITTLE miss, pretty miss, Blessings light upon you!

If I had half-a-crown a day I'd spend it all on you.

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HERE comes a l.u.s.ty wooer, My a dildin, my a daldin; Here comes a l.u.s.ty wooer, Lily bright and s.h.i.+ne a'.

”Pray, who do you woo, My a dildin, my a daldin?

Pray, who do you woo, Lily bright and s.h.i.+ne a'?”

”For your fairest daughter, My a dildin, my a daldin; For your fairest daughter, Lily bright and s.h.i.+ne a'.”

”Then there she is for you, My a dildin, my a daldin; Then there she is for you, Lily bright and s.h.i.+ne a'.”

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MASTER I have, and I am his man, Gallop a dreary dun; Master I have, and I am his man, And I'll get a wife as fast as I can; With a heighly gaily gamberally, Higgledy piggledy, niggledy, niggledy, Gallop a dreary dun.

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I HAD a little husband, No bigger than my thumb; I put him in a pint pot, And there I bid him drum.

I bought a little horse, That galloped up and down; I bridled him, and saddled him, And sent him out of town.

I gave him some garters To garter up his hose, And a little handkerchief To wipe his pretty nose.

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DID you see my wife, did you see, did you see, Did you see my wife looking for me?

She wears a straw bonnet, with white ribbands on it, And dimity petticoats over her knee.

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I DOUBT, I doubt, my fire is out; My little wife isn't at home; I'll saddle my dog, and I'll bridle my cat, And I'll go fetch my little wife home.

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LOVE your own, kiss your own, Love your own mother, hinny, For if she was dead and gone, You'd ne'er get such another, hinny.

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