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8 The wind did whistle some to sleep,

till we got to the place of landing,

And these that were the most afraid,

were out the ladiss handing,

Says I your clothes feel mighty droll,

you surely must have riches,

And for your heart it dont lie in the right part,

it surely must lie in your breeches.

with my &c,

Then for London I set out,

and going along thsthe [sic] road sir,

I met an honest gentleman

who proved to be a rouge sir.

He cocked a pistol to my head,

close to my very mouth sir.

Saying—Paddy my boy I d have you be smart,

in handing out your money, sir

with my &c.

Oh have you patience honest gentleman,

and hear me speak a word sir,

for two-pence is all the money I've got

to carry me many a mile sir

He said no longer he would wait,

his patience I had fairly tired,

His pan it flashed his brains I smashed.

with my shillelah that never missed fire.

with my &c.