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 Her breath is like the rose,

and the pretty little mouth

Of my pretty little Tippet

is the Dandy—O! Each part, &c.

Never could I clasp the waist,

of Suckey, Sal, or Peg

Their arms so red. their ugly

legs so bandy—O!

But slim and taper is the waist,

the neat and pretty leg,

Of my pretty little Tippet

is the Dandy—O. Each part, &c.

Little Tippet of the south,

if she gives me but a smile

Chears the cockles of my skipping

heart like brandy—O!

Each part, each limb, each look,

would any one beguile,

But take her altogether,

she's the Dandy—O.

Chor. Each part, each limb, each look,

would any one beguile,

But take her altogether

she’s the Dandy--O.





sorrow, grief’s a folly,

care unbend the wrinkled brow,