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 As by a barn he chanc dchanc'd [sic] to pass,
 * by accident he saw,

A young man and a bonny lass,
 * lie fporting upon the straw.

Wishing for points he ty'd them fast,
 * together as they lay;

Then blowing of a merry blast,
 * his pipes aloud did play

They jumped out of the barn door
 * into an open green;

O such a sight as this before
 * I think was never seen.

The man and maid did pull and haul,
 * yet could not get asunder

At aloud for help they call,
 * like roaring claps of thunder.

Then came on the rood old dame,
 * from carding of her wool,

The sight she saw, and blush'd for shame
 * yet she was pitiful.

Because they were in sad ,
 * to them she stright way hied.

But Jack he tied her
 * unto the maid's backside.

And fix'd a bell unto her snout,
 * this was Jack's merriment

The old woman she bit her thumbs,
 * and bitterly did frown:

And with her card she claw'd their bums,
 * until the blood ran down.

The man he aloud did roar,
 * so did the damsel too;

Their being so much sore,
 * the like you never knew.

They caper'd high and also low,
 * they could not be at rest.

Bet still as Jack his pipes blow,
 * they thought themselves.