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 She went into the cellar

To draw a pot of ale,

With a, &c.

And the beggar follow'd after,

And did the joke again,

With his, &c.

He laid her on the ringle tree,

And gave her kisses three,

With his, &c.

And gave her twenty guineas

To pay the nurse's fee,

With his, &c.

Had you been an honest lass,

As I took you to be,

With a, &c.

You might have rode in your carriage,

And gone along with me,

With my, &c.

This beggar he took a horn,

And blew it wondrous shrill,

With his, &c.

And four-and-twenty belted knights

Came riding o'er the hill,

With his, &c.

Now if you are afraid

That you should miscall your child,

With his, &c.

You may call him for the daddy o't,

The great Duke of Argyle,

With his, &c.