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BALLAD SINGERS' MEDLEY DUETS

1. [PART THE FIRST.]

Male Ballad Singer.
Oh, Nanny wilt thou gang wi' me?

Female Ballad Singer.
Over the mountain, and over the moor.

Male.
When the hollow drum has beat to bed,
When the little fifer nods his head—

Female.
Meet me by moonlight alone,
Dear youth, and I'll tell you a tale—

Male.
Of a traveller stopp'd at a widow's gate,
She kept an inn, and he wanted to bait—

Female.
Quite politely, quite politely—
Walk in, kind sir, said she—

Male.
For England expects that every man
This day will do his duty—
This day will—

Female.
Drink, drink, and kiss the lasses!
Drink, drink, and kiss—

Male.
A maid call'd Betty Wade—

Female.
Oh no, we never mention her,
Her name is never heard:
My lips are now—

Male.
Cherry ripe, cherry ripe—ripe, I cry
Full and fair ones, come—

Female.
Home! home! Home, sweet home!

Male.
I've been roaming—I've been roaming
Where the honey dews are sweet—
And I'm coming—and I'm coming
With—

Female.
Charlie is my darling, my darling, my darling—
Charlie is—

Male.
A brisk and sprightly lad,
And just come home from—

Female.
The Lass of Richmond Hill!
The Lass of Richmond Hill!

Male.
I'd crowns resign, to call her—

Female.
Charming Judy Callaghan!

Male.
Only say, you'll be Mrs. Brallaghan!

Female.
Don't say nay—

Male.
Charming Judy Callaghan!

Female.
For a lass is good—

Male.
And a glass is good,
And a pipe to smoke in cold weather!

Ambo.
The world is good, and the people are good,
And we're all good fellows together!
We're all good fellows together!

2. PART THE SECOND.

Female.
Return, O my Love, and we'll never never part—

Male.
March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale!
Why my lads, dinna ye march on in order?

Female.
March, march, Barnsley and Liddesdale,
All the blue bonnets are—

Male.
Hokee Pokee, Wank a Fum,
The King of the Cannibal Islands!

Female.
Come arouse thee—arouse thee,
My merry Swiss boy—
Come arouse, and to labour away!

Male.
Come arouse thee—arouse thee,
My merry Swiss boy,
And—

Female.
Strike, strike, strike the light, the light guitar!
Strike, strike—

Male.
A queer little man, very how came you so?
Who set out on a dark stormy night.

Female.
It was past twelve o'clock—he'd a long way to go
To—

Male.
Sweet Katty O'Lynch
Lived at Bally na Hinch,
And her sweetheart was—

Female.
Once a little boy—
Heigho! heigho!
Then with him 'twas sweet to—

Male.
Haste to Kelvin Grove,
Bonnie lassie, O!
Let us haste—

Female.
Where the aspens quiver,
Down by the flowing river,
And bring—

Female.
Oysters, sir! oysters, sir! oysters, sir, I cry,
Come buy my native oysters. O! For—

Male.
It is our opening day!

Female.
It is our opening day!
It is—

Male.
Past twelve o'clock, and a starlight morning,
Past twelve o'clock!
So—

Female.
Rise, gentle moon, and light me to my lover!
Gentle moon! gentle moon!

Male.
For we're a' noddin',
Nid nid noddin'—so—

Female.
Wake, dearest, wake, and together united
We'll wander to yonder grove.

Male.
For it's good to be merry and wise—
It's good to be honest and true—
It's good to—

Ambo
Away with melancholy,
Nor doleful changes ring
On life and human folly—
But merrily, merrily sing
Fal la?

3. PART THE THIRD.

Male.
Now we're all here met together,
In spite of wind and weather,
To moisten well our clay.
Before we think of jogging—

Female.
With lowly suit, and plaintive ditty,
I call the tender mind to pity,
Here's tales of love, of maids forsaken,
Of battles fought and—

Male.
Our brave Commander's story!
With ardent zeal his youthful heart
Swell'd high for—

Female.
Sweet Kitty of the Clyde!
Sweet Kitty, sweet Kitty of—

Male.
Wapping Old Stairs!
No tighter lass is going,
From Irongate to Limehonse Hole,
You'll never meet—

Female.
A man that never lov'd,
Nor felt soft woman's sigh—
Is there a man can mark unmov'd—

Male.
A bumper of good liquor,
Will end a contest quicker
Than Justice, Squire, or Vicar,
So let the glass go round!

Female.
All round my hat,
I wear a green willow!

Male.
All round my hat,
Around! around! around!

Female.
In the dead of the night,
When with labour opprest,
All mortals enjoy
The sweet blessings of rest—
A boy tapp'd at my—

Male.
Little foolish fluttering thing—
Little foolish fluttering—

Female.
Jim Crow!
Every time I turn about I jump—

Male.
Within a mile of Edinboro' town,
In the rosy time of the year:
Sweet lavrocks bloom'd, and the grass was down,
And each laddie kiss'd his dear—

Female.
A long time ago!
When we went out a gipseying—

Male.
In the clover,
When the bloom was on the rye.
Ri tol folderol de rido!
Ri tol folderol de rido!
Ri tol folderol de rido!
Ri tol folderol de ra!

Ambo.
For we won't go home till the morning—
We won't go home till the morning—
We won't go home till the morning,
Till daylight has appeared!
Hip hip hip hip, hurrah!
Hip hip hip hip, hurrah!
For we are jolly good fellows—
For we are jolly good fellows—
For we are jolly good fellows—
Hip hip hip hip, hurrah!