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Thread #6527   Message #1777306
Posted By: Jim Dixon
06-Jul-06 - 01:32 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: One of the Has-Beens/Polly Perkins
Subject: Lyr Add: POLLY PERKINS OF ABINGTON GREEN (Clifton)
Transcribed from the sheet music at Indiana University Sheet Music Collections:

POLLY PERKINS OF ABINGTON GREEN
Harry Clifton, 1864.

1. I am a broken-hearted milkman; in grief I'm arrayed
Through keeping of the company of a young servant maid
Who lived on board wages, the house to keep clean,
In a gentleman's family near Abington Green.

CHORUS: Oh! She was as beautiful as a butterfly and as proud as a queen,
Was pretty little Polly Perkins of Abington Green.

2. Her eyes were as black as the pips of a pear.
No rose in the garden with her cheeks could compare.
Her hair hung in "ringerlets" so beautiful and long.
I thought that she loved me, but found I was wrong.

3. When I'd rattle in a morning, and cry, "Milk below,"
At the sound of my milk cans her face she would show,
With a smile upon her countenance and a laugh in her eye.
If I thought she'd have loved me, I'd have laid down to die.

4. When I asked her to marry me, she said, "Oh what stuff!"
And told me to drop it, for she'd had quite enough
Of my nonsense. At the same time, I'd been very kind,
But to marry a milkman she didn't feel inclined.

5. "Oh, the man that has me must have silver and gold,
A chariot to ride in, and be handsome and bold.
His hair must be curly as any watch-spring,
And his whiskers as big as a brush for clothing."

6. The words that she uttered went straight through my heart.
I sobbèd, I sighèd, and straight did depart
With a tear on my eyelid as big as a bean,
Bidding goodbye to Polly and Abington Green.

7. In six months, she married, this hard-hearted girl,
But it was not a 'Wicount' and it was not a 'Nearl'.
It was not a 'Baronite', but a shade or two wuss.
'Twas a bow-legged conductor of a twopenny 'bus.