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 :But If my wife should thee despise, I'll surely leave her two black eyes; If she loved me as I love thee, What a loving couple we would be.


 * You're like a prisoner out of jail.

And from the tap you took leg bail, But now I have you that's the peace, My shirt I'll pawn to pay your fees.


 * Sometimes you make my frends my foes,

And sometimes make me pawn my clothes, But now I have you near my nose, Come up my dear, see, down he goes.


 * He'm bo, oh, oh, O,
 * You're my dear both night and morning.

maid walking all in a garden,
 * a brisk young sailor she chanced to spy.

He slept up to her, thinking to have her,
 * said he fair maid can you fancy I?

You seem to me some man of honour,
 * some man of honour you seem to be.