The Country Farmer's Vain-glory; in a New Song of
Harvest Home:
Together with an Answer to their undecent Behaviour.
Sung to a New Tune much in Request.
Licensed according to Order.
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OUr Oats they are how'd, and our Barley's reap'd
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Our Hay it is mow'd, and our Hovel's heap'd;
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Harvest home, Harvest home,
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We'll merrily roar out our Harvest home,
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Harvest home, harvest home;
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We'll merrily roar out our Harvest home,
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We'll merrily roar out our Harvest home.
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We cheated the Parson, we'll cheat him again;
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For why shou'd the Vicar have One in Ten,
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One in Ten, One in Ten,
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For why should the Vicar have One in Ten?
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For why should, etc.
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For staying while Dinner is cold and hot,
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And Pudding and Dumpling's burnt to pot,
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Burnt to pot, burnt to pot,
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Till Pudding and Dumpling's burnt to th' Pot,
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Burnt to pot, etc.
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We'll drink off our Liquor while we can stand,
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And hey for the Honour of Old England,
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Old England old England,
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And hey for the Honour of Old England,
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Old England, etc.
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An ANSWER to
Harvest Home:
OR,
A True Character of such Country-men who Glory in cheating the Vi-
car, & prefer Bag-pudding & Dumpling before Religion & Learning.
To the Tune of Harvest Home.
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THE Country store up Hay, Oats and Wheat,
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And glory how they can the Parson cheat,
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Parson cheat, Parson cheat,
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And glory how they can the Parson cheat,
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And glory, etc.
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The Country Bumpkin may speak with shame,
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That ever he cheated, for he's to blame,
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He's to blame, he's to blame;
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That ever he cheated, for he's to blame,
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That ever, etc.
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Likewise by the Laws of this potent Land,
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Now he in the Pillory ought to stand,
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Ought to stand, ought to stand,
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Now he in the Pillory ought to stand,
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Now he, etc.
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Degrading of Learning do's plainly show,
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They never knew nothing but Hi, je, ho,
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Hi, je, ho, hi, je, ho;
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They never knew nothing but Hi, je, ho,
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They never, etc.
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Their hungry Appetite to suffice,
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Bag-pudding and Dumpling they Idolize,
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Idolize, Idolize,
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Bag-pudding and Dumpling they Idolize,
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Bag-pudding, etc.
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And still as their Paunches they stuff and fill,
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Faith they are as safe as a Thief in a Mill,
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Thief in a Mill, Thief in a Mill
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Faith they are as safe as a Thief in a Mill,
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Faith they, etc.
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Religion and Learning they all contemn,
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A lusty Bag-pudding is more to them,
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More to them, more to them,
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A lusty Bag-pudding is more to them,
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A lusty, etc.
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Tell them of going to Church to pray,
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They'd rather hear Robin the Piper play,
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Piper play, Piper play,
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They'd rather hear Robin the Piper play,
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They'd rather, etc.
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And when they have gather'd in all their store,
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They merrily revel, nay rant and roar,
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Harvest home, Harvest home,
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They merrily roar out their Harvest home,
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Harvest home, Harvest home,
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They merrily roar out their Harvest home,
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They merrily roar, etc.
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