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ELSIE MARLEY chorus: Di' ye ken Elsie Marley, honey The wife that sells the barley,honey She lost her pocket and all her money A-back o' the bush in the garden, honey Elsie Marley's grown so fine She won't get up to serve the swine But lies in bed till eight or nine And surely she does take her time. Elsie Marley is so neat It's hard for one to walk the street But every lad and lass they meet Cries "Di' ye ken Elsie Marley, honey?" Elsie Marley wore a straw hat But now she's getten a velvet cap The Lambton lads mun pay for that Di' ye ken Elsie Marley, honey? Elsie keeps rum, gin and ale In her house below the dale Where every tradesman, up and down Does call and spend his half-a-crown. The farmers as they cum that way They drink with Elsie every day And call the fiddler for to play The tune of Elsie Marley, honey. The pitmen and the keelmen trim They drink Bumbo made of gin And for to dance they do begin To the tune of Elsie Marley, honey. Those gentlemen who go so fine They'll treat her with a bottle of wine And freely they'll sit down and dine Along with Elsie Marley, honey. So to conclude those lines I've penn'd Hoping there's none I do offend And thus my merry joke does end Concerning Elsie Marley, honey. from Songs of Northern England, Stokoe Note: mentioned in Byker Hill @drink filename[ ELSMARLY TUNE FILE: ELSMARLY CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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