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 What the duce, said he, are you that Nancy

with whom I danc’d, and did betray?

O yes, said she, and for a fancy,

I think you did the fidler pay.

But indeed I think it very artful,

much love & kindness have been shown,

Oh then the sailor did commend her,

and swore the money was her own.

He took the child and this he swore,

a child in that who would have thought,

I never shall have eggs no more,

so farewel all—I bid good-night.

neighbours draw near,

And you quickly shall hear,

A story that's true I dare say;

A brisk wife of this town,

To the races went down,

Tip’d off with her smart Robin Gray.

Sing tol de rol, &c.

But to mention the name

Of this frolicksome dame,

We dare not, for fear of the law;

For the spiritual hound,

Your pocket will wound:

If on it he claps his strong paw.