THE
High-way Mans Advice
To his Brethren.
Or , Nevison's Last Legacy to the Knights of the High-Padd;
By way of Caution, to deter them from following their Unlawful Enterprizes.
Being a most Pleasant New Song, greatly in Request both in City and Country.
Beware all you that set Unlawful Game,
Least in the end your selves you sadly shame;
Hemp is a fatal Weed, and spoils the growth
Of many a rash and unadvised Youth:
Then timely warning take er'e 'tis too late,
And by that warning shun untimely Fate.
To the pleasant New Tune of, Follow bonny Lad: Or, The High-way Man's Delight.
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F Ollow bonny Lad,
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By the High-way side,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me as I love thee,
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then let us gang both together.
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And if we meet a Man,
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We'l cause him to stand,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l make him stand both together.
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Be it better, be't worse,
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We will take his Purse,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we will take it both together.
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And than by and by,
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Follow the Hue and Cry,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l both be taken together.
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And [then in a Cart,]
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We'l [be carry'd] to York,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l both be carry'd together.
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Then over Mount-Hill,
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And by the Mill,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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one pint we will drink together.
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And then we must lye
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Until the next Assize,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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there we will lye together.
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And the next Assize,
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We must be Trappiz'd,
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my own dear loving B rother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we both will Swing together.
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With the Mattock and Spade,
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Our Graves shall be made,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l lye in a Grave together.
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But let us not be
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Fearful whilst free,
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my own dear loving Brother ;
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For if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we will fight and dye together.
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For a Knight of the Padd,
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Should never be sad,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou lov'st me, as I love thee,
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we will be merry together.
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Let what will come,
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We know our Doom,
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my own dear loving B rother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we will cast away fear together.
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Our Booty we'l share,
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And take no futher care,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we will spend it both together.
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Our Lasses and our Wine,
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Our Wits shall refine,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we will share them both together.
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At nothing we'l grieve,
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So Silver we have,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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For if thou lov'st me, as I love thee,
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what we do we'l do together.
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Men of our Profession,
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Move by Discretion,
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my own dear loving B rother;
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And if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l jovially move together.
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Goals we will Contemn,
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Till we fall into them,
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my own dear loving B rother;
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But if thou love me, as I love thee,
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we'l wear the stone doublet together.
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But as we now are,
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Let us have a care,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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And if thou love me, as I love thee,
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let us have a care toghther.
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O let us-still beware,
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Of the wretced Snare,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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And if thou lov'st me, as I love thee,
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O let us have a care together.
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O to dye in a Rope,
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Wilt destroy all our hope,
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my own dear loving Brother;
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But if thou lov'st me, as I love thee,
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if we dye we'l dye both together.
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