A-BEGGIN' I WILL GO



Of all the trades in England the beggin' is the best

For when a beggar's tired, he can sit him down and rest



And a-beggin' I will go-o-o

And a-beggin' I will go



I've a poke for me ma'le and another for me rye

I've a bottle by me side, to drink when I am dry



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I've a poke for me salt an another for me malt

I've a pair of little crutches, you should see how I can halt.



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I've been abeggin' seven years with me ol' wooden leg

For lame I've been, since I was born, and so I'm forced to beg



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In a hollow tree I pass the night, and there I pay no rent

Providence provides for me, and I am well content



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English Traditional

Words from "Folksongs of Britain and Ireland", copyright 1984 by

Oak Publications.

recorded by Ewan MacColl on Manchester Angel and Carthy &

Swarbrick

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