A collection of comic songs written, Compil'd, Etch'd and Engrav'd, by J. Robertson; and sung by him At the theatres Nottingham, Derby, Stamford, Halifax, Chesterfield, and Redford |
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The Crowing Song.
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The Crowing Song.
Old Æsop in fable was famous you know,
And fables we've sung to the tune of bow, wow;
But I'll fable mankind like game cocks that crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, fal de ral, tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck,
Fal de ral, lal de ral, fal de ral, lal ral lal, fal de ral la.
And fables we've sung to the tune of bow, wow;
But I'll fable mankind like game cocks that crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, fal de ral, tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck,
Fal de ral, lal de ral, fal de ral, lal ral lal, fal de ral la.
Hearty cocks I can see in the pit there below,
And spurring cock critics who keep the mid-row,
And, gallery cocks, too, who loudly can crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
And spurring cock critics who keep the mid-row,
And, gallery cocks, too, who loudly can crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
Our youths are young stags just ta'en from the pen,
Who flutter their wings, though half fledg'd, crow like men;
And our ladies, with merry thoughts, resemble a hen,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, a ra tuck, &c.
Who flutter their wings, though half fledg'd, crow like men;
And our ladies, with merry thoughts, resemble a hen,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, a ra tuck, &c.
A buck tho'ro' bred, free and easy you know,
The ladies admire, their smiles they bestow;
But a coxcomb's a bantam that scarcely can crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
(Crowing faintly).
The ladies admire, their smiles they bestow;
But a coxcomb's a bantam that scarcely can crow,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
That gallic cock France, by traitors beguil'd,
Sent a party of chickens to Egypt so wild;
They strove loud to crow, but their crowing was spoil'd,
And nought cou'd they say but bob, bob, fal de ral, &c.
Sent a party of chickens to Egypt so wild;
They strove loud to crow, but their crowing was spoil'd,
And nought cou'd they say but bob, bob, fal de ral, &c.
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For when Nelson, brisk stag, appear'd in their view,
And stretch'd himself out, and cried, chuck, chuck, coo;
And, lord how they star'd! when they first heard him crow,
With his tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
And stretch'd himself out, and cried, chuck, chuck, coo;
And, lord how they star'd! when they first heard him crow,
With his tuck, tuck, tuck, &c.
Bridport, Nelson, and Warren, will beat them again,—
The Spanish brood, too, are kept fast in their pen;
And French ships they've brought home, like chickens after their hens,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, a ra tuck, &c.
The Spanish brood, too, are kept fast in their pen;
And French ships they've brought home, like chickens after their hens,
With their tuck, tuck, tuck, a ra tuck, &c.
The increase to our trade—I know you wish the same—
And to each hearty cock that's deserving the name;
And long life to King George, for he's cock of the game,
With his tuck, tuck, tuck, a ruck tuck, &c.
And to each hearty cock that's deserving the name;
And long life to King George, for he's cock of the game,
With his tuck, tuck, tuck, a ruck tuck, &c.
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