Comic songs. Collection the first (-thirteenth). |
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1st Gent 1st Watch 2d Gent 2d Watch 66 come buy ADAM AND EVE Barclay and Perkins's Barglay Berkin's Drayman Betsey Baker brogue buy my matches charms COMIC ECHO SONG cried DAYS OF ADAM Ding Dong drest Dyer-man Fireman Waterman Fleet Street folks genteel handsome Waterman Fireman hey for Cupid Honey oh whack Irish Gentleman lady leave off toping London Wall look'd loudly squalling Miss Byrne Miss Dove &c Miss Snow Molly Green morning mother ne'er never Oh Miss Oh Miss Dove OH TIS LOVE OLD DAYS old England PARODY ON MARY Past um o'clock peal Perkins's Drayman queer ruin'd me completely says Jack Robinson Shelelagh Sing hey sing ho sing in jingling spousy bawling stole my heart stout October Street Sunday sweet kitchen maid talk'd There's thought Tol de rol Tommy Thaw trim your jacket TUNE Unfortunate Corporal Jenkins Whack &c wife
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Strana 5 - I am much mistaken, Eat for breakfast a pound of bacon ; But now our Toms and Jerrys gay, sir, See larks by nights and not by day, sir, Get in rows, and have long parleys, And, to save their bacon, floor the Charleys. Sing hey, sing ho 1 &e.
Strana 34 - Why, you don't mean," says Jack, " that you've got a mate, You know you promised me." — Says she, " I couldn't wait, For no tidings could I gain of you, Jack Robinson. And somebody one day came to me, and said, That somebody else had somewhere read, In some newspaper as how you was dead ; " "I've not been dead at all
Strana 34 - I've not been dead at all" says Jack Robinson. Then he turned his quid and finished his glass, And hitched up his trousers : " Alas, alas ! That ever I should live to be made such an ass, To be bilked by a woman
Strana 5 - Oxford-street was cover'd with brambles, Hedges and ditches, and ponds of water, But now there's nothing but bricks and mortar. Sing hey, sing ho, &c. When all young men they acted wise in Getting up to see the lark arising ; And could, unless I'm much mistaken, Eat for breakfast a pound of bacon.
Strana 19 - BARCLAY AND PERKINS'S DRAYMAN. TUNE — " Merrily danced the Quaker's wife." \ NEAR Southwark Bridge, on the Surry side, Lived a Widow, who much did lack man, Her lilly white hand she'd long denied To one John Brown, a black man ; / This John Brown stuck to her tight, Her heart was another way man; . Her thoughts by day and dreams by night, Was on one of Barclay and Perkins's Draymen. This Drayman was more than six...
Strana 33 - The sails all furl'd and the anchor cast, The happiest of the crew was Jack Robinson : For his Poll he had trinkets and gold galore, Besides of prize-money quite a store ; And along wi' the crew he went ashore, As cockswain to the boat, Jack Robinson.
Strana 18 - Baker. From her side I could not budge, and sure I thought no harm on't; My elbow then she gave a nudge, and bade me mind the sarment ; When church was over out she walk'd, but I did overtake her, Determin'd I would not be baulked, I spoke to Betsy Baker.
Strana 4 - When every man, whether wise or ninny, Was pleased at the sight of a good old guinea;. The front of it had the old king's face on— The back, the royal arms and old spade ace on : But now there's a sovereign, and people tell you It is not worth so much in value ;. For there's King George without a rag on, Galloping over an ugly dragon. Sing hey, sing ho, &c. When roast beef was eaten off platters wooden,. And no body never dined...
Strana 18 - I've many an acre, Will you give me your company? 1 sha'n't, said Betsy Baker. 8.i All my entreaties she did slight, and I was forced to leave her, I got no sleep all that there night, for love had brought a fever ; The doctor came, he smelt his cane, with long face like a Quaker, Said he, 'Young man, pray, where's the paini' says I, ' Sir Betsy Baker.' 6 Because I was not bad enough, he bolused and he pilled me, And, if I'd taken all his stuff, I think he must ha...
Strana 21 - is free, If she likes to have you she may, man, But don't you come here to tell lies about me," Says Barelay and Perkins's drayman. Poor Mr. Brown was petrified, His courage went not to come back, man ; He sighed and groaned, and softly cried,