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Manchester Central Library - Blackletter Ballads
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Keepe thy head on thy shoulders,
And I will keepe mine.
OR,
A merry health drunke in Wine and Beere,
Not to them that flyes for't,
But to those that stayes heere.
To the tune of, Merrily and cherrily, etc.

THough Wentworths beheaded,
Should any Repyne,
Thers others may come
To the Blocke besides he!
Keepe thy head on thy Shoulders
I will keepe mine;
For what is all this to thee or to mee?
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drink off our Beere,
Let who as will run for it
Wee will stay heere.

What meanes our brave gallants
So fast for to flye:
Because they are afraid
That some danger might be,
They car'd not for seeing
The Deputy dye,
But what is all this to thee or to mee:
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drink off our Beere,
Let who as will run for it,
We will stay heere.

Since that Finch and Windebanke
First crost the Seas,
To shun some great danger
Its thought they fore-see;
Ther's many hath catched
The Running Disease,

But what is all this to thee or to mee?
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drinke off our Beere,
Let who as will run for it,
We will stay heere.

Although some by running,
To scape had the hap,
Which formerly feared
They punisht should be
Yet others as cunning,
Were catcht in the trap,
But what is all this to thee or to mee,
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drink off our Beere,
Let who as will run for it,
We will stay heere.

A man to doe evill
And have too much Grace,
Methinkes its a wonder
Most strange for to see,
So little in person,
Yet great by his place:
But what is all this to thee or to me,
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drinke off our wine
Keepe thy head on thy shoulders,
I will keepe mine.

The second Part, to the same Tune.

WHat strength hath an infant
To doe any harme
So long as the keeper
Doth it oversee
Its fit that a Sucklin
Were led by the arme
But what is all this to thee or to me?
Then merily and cherily
Lets drink off our wine
Keepe thy head on thy shoulders
I will keepe mine.

Though Jermin and others
Were loath to rehearse,
What they thought in England,
Here acted should be,
Let Davinant write downe
Their travells in verse,
But what is all this to thee or to me,
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drinke up our Beere,
Let who as will run for it,
We will stay heere.

Since no Canterbury,
Nor old womans tale,
Or dissimulation
Will credited be,
The Popish Supporters
Begin for to faile,
But what is all this to thee or to me?
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drinke off our wine,
Keepe thy head on thy shoulders,
I will keepe mine.

Though some with much patience
Hath suffered long:
Who after much tryall
[?] lately set free:

And others be punish't
Which did them such wrong,
But what is all this to thee or to me?
Then merrily and cherrily, etc.

Suppose that the Masse-Priests
And Jesuits all,
Which troubled our Nation
Should banished be;
Weel never be danted
At Babylons fall,
For what is all this to thee or to me?
Then merrily and cherrily, etc.

Lets never be sorry
For that which is past,
That each man ins calling
Most Jocond may be.
Still hoping long look't for
Will come at the last
And times at more certaine,
We shortly shall see,
Then merrily and cherrily
Lets drinke of our wine, etc.

If that all false Traytors,
Were banisht our Land,
And that from all Popery
It once might be free,
Then England and Scotland
Might joyne hand in hand
Then times will prove better to thee & to me,
So merrily and cherrily
Weel drinke wine and Beere,
Let who as will run for it,
We will stay heere.


FINIS.
John Lookes.
LONDON,
Printed for Thomas Lambert, 1641.

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