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Tune Req: I'm Jolly Dick, the Lamplighter

GUEST,# 02 Oct 15 - 02:50 PM
GUEST,TH Groves 02 Oct 15 - 01:24 PM
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Subject: RE: Tune Req: I'm Jolly Dick, the Lamplighter
From: GUEST,#
Date: 02 Oct 15 - 02:50 PM

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Subject: Tune Req: I'm Jolly Dick, the Lamplighter
From: GUEST,TH Groves
Date: 02 Oct 15 - 01:24 PM

Hello I am looking for the tune to "I'm Jolly Dick, the Lamplighter". It is listed as the air for the following song.

The Printer's Devil.
Air - "I'm Jolly Dick, the Lamplighter"

I'M saucy Nick, and would you know
My birth and education,
I'll tell ye, 'cause I likes to show
I'm not of vulgar station:
'Tis true I never saw my dad,
But folks are very civil,
They say as how he lives below,
Old Nick his name, like mine egad,
And I'm a printer's devil-

One night dad set a mount on fire,
At last it 'gan to groan,
Then up I flew, and in the mire
   I fell a pummice-stone.
But die I should not father swore,
I'm sure 'twas monstrous civil;
So light and trim,
He made me swim,
Until at last he drove ashore
I'm now I'm a printer's devil.

My master Inky thought, d'ye see,
To keep me in my station,
But father's deeper far than he,
He's had an education.
He swore that I should rub no more,
I'm sure 'twas monstrous civil;
So quick and straight,
He chang'd my gate ;
And so, sir, as I said before,
I'm now a printer's devil.

I by-and-by a vamp shall be,
And have the poet's plenty ;
And then, sir, what dy'e think of me,
   I'll damn a ten or twenty.
You see how deep old father he,
Yet sure he's monstrous civil--
A lad like I,
You'll seldom spy
So quickly chang'd from low degree,
To be a printer's devil.

Then ye who quibble so and quirk,
   I pray leave off your sarmont,
But do a little dirty work,
And soon you'll gain prefarment.
I've heard a snug warm birth ye like,
And father's monstrous civil-
   He'll warm you all,
Both great and small,
So take my 'vice and then be like,
You'll praise the printer's devil.


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