A merry new Song of a rich Widdowes wooing,
That married a young man to her owne undooing.
To the tune of, Stand thy ground old Harry.
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I Am so sicke for love,
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as like was never no man,
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Which makes me cry,
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With a love-sicke eye,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Heere and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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I may have maidens young,
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and lusty gallants plenty:
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Yet will I be
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As true to thee,
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as if thou wert but twenty.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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Ile till thy pasture ground,
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and mow thy pleasant meddow:
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My mother me told,
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I must be bold
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in wooing of a Widdow.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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Ile give thee all those joyes
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a young man may afford thee:
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And ride each day
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With thee any way,
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and bravely will maintaine thee,
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[Ha]ve at thy coat, etc.
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This pleas'd the widdow well,
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and her old bloud revived,
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To heare his noate,
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Still have at thy coat,
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'twould make at old wench long-lived.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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Old Rat she lov'd good cheese,
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and thereupon would nibble,
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And dance a round
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To heare the sound
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and musicke of his fiddle.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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To an old womans heart
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no greater comfort may be,
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Then to live in delight,
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And marry a Knight,
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and so be made a Lady.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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The Moone scarce changed thrice,
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ere this old Lasse did marry:
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But all her sport
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Was quicke and short,
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and did full soone miscarry.
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Have at thy coat, etc.
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The Second part. To the same Tune.
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IN Gold and Silver-lace,
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and pipes of smoaking Fogus,
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Then every day
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He spent her away
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in gold a brave Jacobus.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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He made her Reddockes flye,
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and her old bags to ratlte:
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It was charge to keepe
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So many sheepe,
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and heards of horned Cattle.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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An hundred of good Oakes
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he sold to buy a Hobby,
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Abroad for to ride
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In pompe and pride,
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while she sate like a noddy.
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Have at thy coat, etc.
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Her comly coat of woollen,
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he chang'd into fine Satten:
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Yet in a weeke
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She was to seeke,
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and beg her bread by Patten.
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Have at thy coat, etc.
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Her house most richly stored
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whereof he made not dainty:
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But in a day
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He consum'd away
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what she had got in twenty.
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Have at thy coat, etc.
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He cherisht her mumbling gums,
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with food as they had neede on
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For want of her teeth,
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He gave her Bull-beefe,
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but once a weeke to feede on.
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Have at thy coat, etc.
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When she had lived two months,
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this lusty youngmans purchase,
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With kindnesse thus kild,
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Her coffin he fild
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with her consumed carkasse.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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Old women take good heede,
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and trust your selves with no man:
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For as you doe heare,
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She hath paid full deare,
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for Have at thy coat old woman.
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Have at thy coat old woman,
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Have at thy coat old woman:
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Here and there, and every where,
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Have at thy coat old woman.
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