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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A patriot of the new school, perhaps you'll say he's no fool,
A barber he by trade wou'd be,
So he their heads can cool, sir.
A barber he by trade wou'd be,
So he their heads can cool, sir.
(Speaking).
I shav'd a parliament-man the other day—he slipp'd a Ten Pound
Note in my hand—I shav'd his rival the same day, and he slipp'd a Ten
Pound Note into my hand.—The first I shav'd heard of it, and next morning
when I shav'd him, he made his ten twenty, so I gave him my vote on the
hustings—the other star'd at me, and, whispering, said, “You know I
shav'd at your shop yesterday,” very true, sir, said I; but the other gentleman
shav'd twice: Bless your heart, I only shave for—
Pudding &c.
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