Oh, and as Mr Happy said (in so many words) they were all written by somebody. In fact, contrary to what the folk song collectors seemed to think, they weren't all written by Jim the Carter's Lad, or by some Village Folk Song Committee (what sort of drivel that committee could have turned out, one shudders to think). It turns out that most of them originated on Broadsides, turned out by hacks for a fee, and aimed at a popular market. And I don't think navel-gazing or teenage angst would have sold very well. Hangings, drownings, 'orrible murders; That's the stuff that sells! Hee Hee Hee! John Kelly.
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