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You must not be faint hearted but fight with conrage bold
For if we do win the day we'll gain great store of gold
The butcher he bethought himself he'd best provided be,
For fear the taylor and his wife should play a trick on he.
He took a brace of pistols, and laid them on the bed
Which made the taylor quake for fear and look like one quite dead.
What is it that stinks so the butcher he did say.
It is my husband's little dog that under the bed doth lay
If its your husban's little dog, I'll turn him out of the room
I beg you will bestill my dear its only a little perfume
The butcher he arose and there he chanc'd to spy
One of the taylors legs that under the bed did lay.
If this is your husband's little dog, I'll kill him out of spite
O spare my life the taylor cried and you may kiss my wife.
Now said the butcher let you and I agree,
That I may come whene'er I please your loving wife to see
With all my heart, the tailor said you are welcome to my wife,
I never was so frightened before in all my life,
For if we do win the day we'll gain great store of gold
The butcher he bethought himself he'd best provided be,
For fear the taylor and his wife should play a trick on he.
He took a brace of pistols, and laid them on the bed
Which made the taylor quake for fear and look like one quite dead.
What is it that stinks so the butcher he did say.
It is my husband's little dog that under the bed doth lay
If its your husban's little dog, I'll turn him out of the room
I beg you will bestill my dear its only a little perfume
The butcher he arose and there he chanc'd to spy
One of the taylors legs that under the bed did lay.
If this is your husband's little dog, I'll kill him out of spite
O spare my life the taylor cried and you may kiss my wife.
Now said the butcher let you and I agree,
That I may come whene'er I please your loving wife to see
With all my heart, the tailor said you are welcome to my wife,
I never was so frightened before in all my life,
Every man to his Humour.
It was the other day I walked in the park
The gentry being drest very fine
They all went away at the noon tide of day
And to different taverns to dine.
The Nobles you know to the King's Head will go,
The gentry being drest very fine
They all went away at the noon tide of day
And to different taverns to dine.
The Nobles you know to the King's Head will go,
