: Old Ballads by Various - Ballads English; Folk songs English

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COME, LASSES AND LADS COMIN' THRO' THE RYE CHERRY-RIPE ANNIE LAURIE ROBIN ADAIR MOLLY BAWN GO, HAPPY ROSE! THE ANCHOR'S WEIGH'D ALICE GRAY HOME, SWEET HOME JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO MY PRETTY JANE ROCK'D IN THE CRADLE OF THE DEEP THE MINSTREL BOY ON THE BANKS OF ALLAN WATER AULD LANG SYNE WITHIN A MILE OF EDINBURGH TOWN THE NIGHT-PIECE TO JULIA TOM BOWLING MY LOVE IS LIKE THE RED RED ROSE WIDOW MALONE THE JOLLY YOUNG WATERMAN CALLER HERRIN' A HUNTING WE WILL GO HEARTS OF OAK THE FINE OLD ENGLISH GENTLEMAN THE BAY OF BISCAY O! BLACK-EYED SUSAN DUNCAN GRAY THE BAILIFF'S DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTON THE MILLER OF DEE THE ANGEL'S WHISPER SIMON THE CELLARER AULD ROBIN GRAY BONNIE DUNDEE SALLY IN OUR ALLEY KITTY OF COLERAINE HERE'S TO THE MAIDEN OF BASHFUL FIFTEEN THE LEATHER BOTTEL WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE THE TOKEN O WERT THOU IN THE CAULD BLAST THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE LOVELY NAN THE LASS OF RICHMOND HILL TELL ME NOT, SWEET SHE WORE A WREATH OF ROSES O NANNY, WILT THOU GO WITH ME? D'YE KEN JOHN PEEL?

COME, LASSES AND LADS.

Come, lasses and lads, get leave of your dads, And away to the Maypole hie, For ev'ry fair has a sweetheart there, And the fiddler's standing by;

For Willy shall dance with Jane, And Johnny has got his Joan, To trip it, trip it, trip it, trip it, Trip it up and down!

"You're out," says Dick; "not I," says Nick, "'Twas the fiddler play'd it wrong;" "'Tis true," says Hugh, and so says Sue, And so says ev'ry one. The fiddler than began To play the tune again, And ev'ry girl did trip it, trip it, Trip it to the men!

Then, after an hour, they went to a bow'r, And play'd for ale and cakes; And kisses too,--until they were due, The lasses held the stakes. The girls did then begin To quarrel with the men, And bade them take their kisses back, And give them their own again!

"Good-night," says Harry; "good-night," says Mary; "Good-night," says Poll to John; "Good-night," says Sue to her sweetheart Hugh; "Good-night," says ev'ry one. Some walk'd and some did run, Some loiter'd on the way, And bound themselves by kisses twelve, To meet the next holiday.

COMING THRO' THE RYE.

Gin a body meet a body Comin' thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body, Need a body cry?

Ilka lassie has her laddie, Nane, they say, hae I, Yet a' the lads they smile at me When comin' thro' the rye.

Gin a body meet a body Comin' frae the town, Gin a body meet a body, Need a body frown? Ilka lassie has, etc.

Amang the train there is a swain I dearly lo'e mysel'; But what his name, or whaur his hame, I dinna care to tell. Ilka lassie has, etc.

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