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The Crafty Maid
19th Cent. Broadside

Come all you lads and lasses, and listen here awhile
I'll sing to you a merry song I think will make you smile
'Tis of a farmer's daughter the truth I will declare
She was riding to the market to sell her country ware.

She'd butter and good cheese, sir, beside some new laid eggs
Two conies in her basket and one between her legs
To market she was tripping with a coney near each thigh
It lay so warm she thought no harm, two lords came riding by.

Now these lords being wanton blades they liked this damsel well
One of them riding up to her said what have you to sell?
I have butter and good cheese, sir, besides some new laid eggs
He said my dear what shall I give for that between your legs

She smiled unto herself to think what she had there
She said kind sir, you will not buy the price it is too dear
For the colour of it's brown and the price is fifty pounds
He said my dear, the money's here, let's ride to yonder town

She said to sell my other wares, to market I must go
He said, my dear never mind, I'll buy that ware also
And as for those two conies upon them we will dine
And you shall be merry with drinking ale and wine.

The bargain it was bound and he paid the money down
Her coney be it wild or tame, she pulled up her cloak and gown.
Between her thighs so white, he thought to have delight
But she pulled out a rabbit which did them all afright.

The gentlemen did shout and laugh until the house did ring
And the young lord did curse and swore he'd have his cash again.
But witnesses declared he bought the bargain fair
So to the justice he did go to try the matter there.

How came you by this coney? the justice he did say.
Between your legs, the meaning now let me know I pray.
'Twas a present for a friend, and lest it should take harm
I put it between my legs that I might keep it warm.

The bargain it was fair these young men witness be
The justice said the bargain's fair as ever I did see
But the young lord did say sir the thing cannot be right
For I did mean the other thing, to lay with her all night

What mean you by the other thing? the justice he did say.
You fairly bought her coney and that you can't deny
The lass has played a cunning part, commended ought to be
So you may take your coney home and have it for your tea.