RASPBERRY LANE



As I walked out in Raspberry Lane

I chanced for to meet with a mistress of fame

The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree

Now growing green in North Amerikee



'twas about midnight, what could he want more

She showed him the was to the old tavern door

He called for a candle to light him to bed

Likewise a napkin to tie around his head



Home, dearie, home and home it will be

Home, dearie, home and home it will be

The oak and the ash are a pretty plant and tree

Now growing green in North Amerikee



Early next morning this sailor grew bold

Into her apron threw a handful of gold

The gold it did glitter and it dazzled her eye

She said, "Won't you marry me?" "Oh no, not I



"But keep yourself single until the next spring

To hear the larks whistle and the nightingales sing

My ship is a waiting and in it I must go

To the home I love and the friends that I know"



"Here's a health to the sailors that sail on the sea

Don't wed a foreign lady, but keep yourself free

With your sky blue jacket and your tarpaulin on

Sail the salt seas as I have often done"



@plant @tree @sailor @seduction

Laws K 43

see also NCNTRLAS OAKASHTH AMBLTOWN

recorded by Sara Grey and Margaret MacArthur

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