A skit on "The Bonny Light Horseman" from "After The Break", thereby completing another album's worth of parodies …


MY BLOODY GLIPE, THE WHORESMAN
Ye wise maids and widows, pray listen to me
To this sad tale I rehearse unto thee
A maid in distress who will be a rover
Her hub's rolled one too many young girls in the clover

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Broken-hearted I'll wander
Broken-hearted I'll remain
For my bloody glipe, the whoresman
Is at his tricks again

It's three years and six months since first he started to a-whore
My bloody glipe, the whoresman, I hope I never see him more
He's mounted oh so many girls, he's easy and he's free
And among the ranks of the wanton, respected is he

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His boney oul' body I never could stand
And glad I am today that he's vanished from the land
He's gone to foreign countries with the lassie with the bobble
She's gone away and scarpered with the source of all my trouble

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The dove she laments for her mate as she flies
But I couldn't give a bugger if he lives or if he dies
For the dove that I once mated, the dove I loved the best
Has flown away and left me after shitting in the nest

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