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And the singing proceeds with—]
Please, will white do, white do, white do ? Please, will white do, please, will it do ?
White's for the weddingers, the weddingers, White's for the weddingers, that won't do.
Please, will blue do, blue do, blue do ? Please, will blue do, please will it do ?
[Then follow verses as before, beginning—
Blue's for the sailors, the sailors, the sailors.
Please, will red do, red do ?
Red's for the soldiers. Then—]
Please, will black do, black do, black do ?
Black's for the funeral, black will do.
—Northamptonshire (Rev. W. D. Sweeting).
XII. I've come to see how Jenny Jones is to-day. You can't see her, she's washing.
I've come to see how Jenny Jones is to-day.
You can't see her, she's ironing [she's starching, she's
brewing, she's baking, successively). I've come to see how Jenny Jones is to-day. You can't see her, she's ill [then she's worse]. I've come to see how Jenny Jones is to-day. You can't see her, she's dead !
Chorus. There's red for the soldiers, Blue for the sailors,
White for the angels [for the baby, Chirbury], And black for the mourners [of poor Jenny Jones]. —Berrington, Chirbury (Shropshire Folk-lore, p. 577).
XIII. We've come to see poor Jenny Jones.
Poor Jenny Jones is washing, you can't see her. We've come to see poor Jenny Jones. Poor Jenny Jones is drying, you can't see her. We've come to see poor Jenny Jones. Poor Jenny Jones is starching, you can't see her. VOL. I. s |
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