NEAR THE MANORS STAYSHUN

AIR-" Black·EJled Susan."

NEAR the Manors Stayshun, one Monday morn,
A young lass stud an' wiped her eyes,
Wi' sobs an' sighs, an' a fyece forlorn,
Her story tell'd, wi' moans an' cries,"
Oh, Charley, Charley, where is Charley noo?
l' the Manors Stayshun, wiv a blaggeyord crew!

"What for becawse did ye gan an' fight,
An' brick poor Micky Murphy's nose?
Hoo was't i' three cairds ye teuk delight,
Te swindle a' that wad stand the dose?
Oh, Charley, Charley, where is Charley noo?
l' the Manors Stayshun, under Captain Blue!

"What for becawse did ye steal the watch,
An' steal poor Tommy Dobson's shart?
Hoo was't the Peelers me luv shud catch,
Te turn me heed an' ring me heart?
Oh, Charley, Charley, where is Charley noo?
It's six munse certain, when his case is throo!

"Ye knaw the bairn that aw hey's yor awn,
Ye knaw that aw've been true te ye,
Tho ye nivvor meant te be me man,
Whe'll keep yor bairn, ay, an' whe'll keep me?
Oh, Charley, Charley, where is Charley noo ?
Till the next Assizes, wiv a blaggeyord crew!"

-Source: Joe Wilson, (author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890