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The Jolly Tinker (2)

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A noted London lady
O she loved a tinker-man
But she couldn't get in his company
But a little now and then
And I'II be bound she couldn't

cho: Fol-the-rol-the-diddle-diddle,

She wrote to him a letter
And she sent it with a friend
She said: "My jolly tinker
I've some kettles for you to mend"
And I'll be bound she had

She wrote to him another
And she sealed it with a stone
She said: "My jolly tinker
I can never lay alone."
And I'II be bound she couldn't

The tinker he came down the lane
And on the door did knock
"O have you got some pots and pans
With rusty holes to block?"
And I'll be bound she had

She brought him through the kitchen
She brought him through the hall
The cook cried: "It's the devil
He is going to block us all."
And I 'll be bound he could

She brought him up the stairs
For to show him what to do
She fell on the feather-bed
And he fell on it too
And I'II be bound he did

She took up a frying pan
And he began to knock
Just to let the servants know
That he was hard at work
And l'll be bound he was

She put her hand into her purse
And she pulled out twenty pound
O take this money, tinker-man
And we'll have another round
And I'll be bound they did
I've been a jolly tinker now
For forty years or more
And such a rusty hole as that
I've never blocked before
And I'II be bound he hadn't.

Version 2
I am a jolly tinker,
At a door I chanced to knock
And said: `Have you any kettles
Or some rusty holes to block?'
Well indeed I have, don't you know I have,
With me rifle-oor-a-laddy, don't you know I have?

She brought me through the kitchen
And she brought me through the hall,
And the servants cried: `The Devil!
Has he come to block us all?'
Well, indeed I've not . . .

She brought me up the stairs
To show me what to do,
And she fell on the feather bed,
And I fell on it too.
Well indeed I did . . .

She took up the frying pan
And she began to knock
To tell the servants down below
That I was at my work.
Well indeed I was . . .

She put her hand in her pocket
And pulled out fifty pound
And said: `My jolly tinker,
We shall have another round.'
Well indeed I will . . .

She put her hand in her pocket
And pulled out a gold watch,
Saying: `Take this, my jolly tinker,
For I know you are no botch.'
Well indeed I'm not . . .

Now I've been a jolly tinker man
For fifty years or more
But a rustier old hole than that,
I've never blocked before.
Well indeed I haven't . . .
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