Bougel a Boy.
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MY Name it is Bougel a Boy.
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As you may plainly see,
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I walk up and down
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In my Morning Gown,
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And great is my misery.
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quake, Swager away, etc.
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A Glass of good Ale for me,
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A Glass of good Ale for me,
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A glass of good Ale
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And a pretty young Maid,
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To dandle her on my knee.
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quake, etc.
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As I went over the Bridge
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I met with a pretty young Miss,
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I first laid her down,
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And rufled her Gown,
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And Judasly gave her a Kiss.
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quack, etc.
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It is my delight for to see,
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A bonny Lass on my Knee,
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A bonny young Lass,
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That will Toss of her Glass,
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And welcome her Bougel a Boy.
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quack, etc.
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O Love should we part so soon,
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My Dear shall we part so soon
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We'll begin for to drink
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At the rise of the Sun,
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And we'll tarry & drink down the Moon.
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quack, etc.
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Come fill us up two Pots more
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For the drawer my Friend,
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You will find at the end,
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With a wink she will
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Blot out my Score.
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quacke, etc.
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My Land-lady she is got drunk,
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And so is the base Whore her maid
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O rot them and sink them
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They're always a thinking
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The Reckoning will never be paid
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quacke, etc.
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O your Trade I desire to know,
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With you I design for to go,
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I am a young Blade
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I Travel for Bread,
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I'm a Dealer blow high or low,
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quacke, etc.
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I am a young Maid you may see,
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That dearly loves Bougel a Boy,
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If he be a young Spark,
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Can kiss me in the Dark
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But see that you mettlesome be
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quack, etc.
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I sold my Maiden-head for a groat
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The never a half-penny more,
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I paun'd my new Gown,
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For the other two Crowns
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And I paid the Old Baud her score
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quacke etc.
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