Firelock Stile



So come all young men, come listen awhile,

I'll tell you what happened at Firelock Stile,

When a stump of a nail catched hold of her clothes

She fell down, and did expose

Her old Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day.



A gay young buck was standing by

The sight of her quim so dazzled his eye

She said "Young man, I feel amazed

To see a young gentleman stand and gaze

At my Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day."



She said "Young man, if you mean what you say

And twenty bright guineas in gold were to pay,

If twenty bright guineas in gold you did pay,

Then, young man, you can fiddle away

On my Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day."



That very soon he gave consent

And into the woods together they went

While he pre-formed and she pre-tuned

The boy and the beauty kept time to the tune

on her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day.



Now six weeks being over, as I have been told

She gave him some fire to keep him from cold,

To keep him from cold, both night and day,

And he cursed the young damsel that learned him to play

On her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day.



Now all young men, come listen awhile

I've told you what happened at Firelock Stile

Or else, like me, you'll rue the day

You go into the woods to learn to play

On her Rump-a-tump tooral looral laddiedy

Rump-a-tump tooral looral day.



@bawdy

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