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OME all you that love to be merry
 * draw near unto my ong,

It is of a jet in Lincoln-hire,
 * that lately had been done.

A country las that lived there,
 * who was both fair and clear,

And she was called the beauty
 * indeed of Lincoln-hire.

Upon a country market-day,
 * this girl as we do hear,

Did go unto the market
 * to ell her country ware.

With butter and eggs in a baket,
 * chickens and cheee beide;

A couple of cunnies to the baket,
 * he likewie fat had tied.

One in a pouch between her legs,
 * which he was to preent

Unto a friend that lived hard by,
 * where he to the market went