Haben a Boo and a Banner Oh my father was hanged for sheep stealin' [father- long a] My mither was brunt [sic] as a witch Sure my sister's a bawdy-hoose keeper An mysel,I'm a son o' a bitch Wi' a haben a boo and a banna An a haben a boo an a bay Wi' ma haben a boo an a banna Mink a toodle lie oodle lie a [Mink or Link?] Oh my grannie she farted a fyken Will I ha' a feast or a fash Oh my sister's come doon the stairs drapen[?] Nay a deil of a coat to her ass Wi' a &c. When I was a cobbler in London And lived in the Royal Exchange Oh I charg'd[?] my ladies commission There I rested my rosey behind [behind-short i] Wi' a &c. When I was a drapper in London All the ladies came into my shop O she asked me for three yards of linen And I gave her three yards of my Wi' a &c When I was a young man in London And lived at the back of the bucks Oh I['m fine?] [?] every morning To learn young ladies to Wi' a &c. When I was a hedger and ditcher And up to my knees in snaw Oh the deil took haud of my ballocks And swore he waud rug them awa' Wi' a &c. From Arthur Argo's recording, Prestige/ International 13048 Side B, No.2. Perhaps some once can fill in or correct the [?] in my transcription. WBO Apr98
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