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 (6) O bad neiws is come to town, bad news for me, That ev'ry lad can have a laſs, but calls me Jack the bee. Some call me the weather cock; ? and ſome call me the ſcoat, s be As I've courted all the pretty maids, that's living round about it Such bad news is come to town, bed news they earry, Thar when I got a maid's conſent, I would no longer tarry: I courted them. I cuddled them, until they ſaid me Yee, And then I made no more of it, but took the parting kiſs. O bed news is come to town, bad news for me, All maiden take me for a bite, and from my preferce fee: I have courted forty-five of them, do to wuel & ife that's good. But half of them was fooliſh fond, we the other helliſh proud. O bad news is come to town, bad news is carried. The women ca I me Jack the rague, and ſay I'll ne'er be married: