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The Captain’s Frolic.

COme says the Captain, I think it high time, To go to that lady to see if she’ll prove kind, To go to that lady since she is alone, I’ll make her a mother before I come home. With my fal, lal, ladie a day.

O come nob'e lady and see how I us’d, And by yonr kind favours I’m abusd. Will you grant me the favour of one single kiss, The slice of a cut loaf will never be mis’d.

The captain and lady to bed they did go, Cook-maid and postillion did likewise do so, Chamber maid and footman lay in the next room The stewart he lay up in the garret with Jean.

When nine months they were gone and past, The young squire returns home at last, He gave to his lady o single kiss ; I think my dear jewel you’re round in the waist,

’Tis nothing but fatness the lady she said, ou’d yon have me as jimp’s when I was amaid, Tis nothing but fatness the lady she cry d, Wou’d you have me as jimp’s when I was a bride

Supper was not over till she gave a loud roar, Which made all the company run to the door,