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THE JOLLY TINKER 3 I am a jolly tinker, At a door I chanced to knock And said: `Have you any kettles Or some rusty holes to block?' Well indeed I have, don't you know I have, With me rifle-oor-a-laddy, don't you know I have? She brought me through the kitchen And she brought me through the hall, And the servants cried: `The Devil! Has he come to block us all?' Well, indeed I've not . . . She brought me up the stairs To show me what to do, And she fell on the feather bed, And I fell on it too. Well indeed I did . . . She took up the frying pan And she began to knock To tell the servants down below That I was at my work. Well indeed I was . . . She put her hand in her pocket And pulled out fifty pound And said: `My jolly tinker, We shall have another round.' Well indeed I will . . . She put her hand in her pocket And pulled out a gold watch, Saying: `Take this, my jolly tinker, For I know you are no botch.' Well indeed I'm not . . . Now I've been a jolly tinker man For fifty years or more But a rustier old hole than that, I've never blocked before. Well indeed I haven't . . . @work @bawdy filename[ JOLLTNK3 JY |
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