Here are the lyrics from the Bodleian broadside—see pavane's link above. Except for the heading and footing, I have modernized the spelling, punctuation, capitalization, etc.

Joyful NEWS for
MAIDS and Young WOMEN:
BEING
An ACCOUNT of a Ship-load of white Puddings, brought from a far Country, and are to be exposed to Sale at reasonable Rates, for the Benefit of Old and Young Women. To the Tune of The Blue Bells of Ireland.

Licens'd and Enter'd according to Order.

1. Young handsome wives and lasses, glad tidings here I tell.
A shipload of white puddings are come to town to sell,
And for your ready money, will please you passing well.

CHORUS: And the blue bells of Ireland rings well, and rings well,
And the blue bells of Ireland rings ding dong bell.

2. These dainty curious puddings are pleasant, sweet and sound.
Some weighs full fourteen ounces and others full a pound.
You can't find better puddings, search the three kingdoms round.

3. Not far from London Tower, this ship is riding there.
Young women they came flocking to buy this dainty ware.
You never see such crowding in London Smithfield-Fair.

4. The miller's wife came huffing; her tongue went like a clapper.
For one she'd give a tester, but sacks it was a thwacker;
And it was stuffed as hard beside as any squib or cracker.

5. A butcher's wife near Shoreditch was full resolved to go
To buy a curious pudding, for why she well did know.
Such food would make a woman as fat as any doe.

6. Then came an ancient woman who was both lame and old.
For one she gave five shillings as good as e'er was told.
She put it in her warming pan to keep it from the cold.

7. The wife of Tom the cooper did like a Hector swear.
Altho' she brought but ninepence, it seems to lay out there,
And for the nasty ninepence she'd pick and cull the ware.

8. The wife of Tom the tailor did come to buy one then,
Although the goods were guarded by six or seven men.
In laying out of threepence, she cabbaged nine or ten.

9. A merchant's youthful lady, whose husband was unkind,
She came to buy a pudding; her pocket was well lined.
She proffered twenty shilling to have one to her mind.

10. There came an old fish-woman, countess of Billingsgate,
And she bid ready money for all the whole ship's freight.
The women up with puddings and knocked her o'er the pate.

11. They cried, "You wretched beldam, ere you shall buy them all
And raise them to extortion, your noddle we will maul.
There shall be no monopolizing in this case at all."

12. Then came a weaver's daughter from off the Turkish shore
And bid them twenty shilling to pick out half a score;
Yet ere she'd go without 'em, she proffered twopence more.

13. Then come away, young women, all you that dainties crave.
You may have for a tester what will your longing save.
They are as fine white puddings as wives can wish to have.


Printed for S. Bates, at the Sun and Bible in Gilt-spur-street.