Musa Pedestris - Three Centuries of Canting Songs - and Slang Rhymes [1536 - 1896] by John S. Farmer
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You may have a crib to stow in.
Tol lol, etc. Welcome, my pal, as the flowers in May. V You may have a crib to stow in, Welcome, my pal, as the flowers in May. To her ken at once I go in Tol lol, etc. Where in a corner out of the way, VI To her ken at once I go in. Where in a corner out of the way With his smeller a trumpet blowing [9] Tol lol, etc. A regular swell cove lushy lay. [10] VII With his smeller a trumpet blowing A regular swell cove lushy lay, To his clies my hooks I throw in [11] Tol lol, etc. And collar his dragons clear away. [12] VIII |
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