LISH YOUNG BUY-A-BROOM



As he was a-traveling the North Country

Near to Kirby Stephen he happened for to be

As he was a-walking up and down the street

A pretty little buy-a-broom he chanced for to meet



And she was right, he was tight

Every girl shall have her way

It was the lish young buy-a-broom

That led him astray



She kindly then invited him to go along the way

'Yes', it was the answer to her that he did say

Him and his music walking down the street

And her with her tambourine beating hands and feet



He treated her to a brandy, he treated her to beer

He kissed her and he cuddled her and called her his dear

She treated him to whiskey, she treated him to rum

And said, "My gay young fellow, you can play my little drum"



Now straightway out to Kendal they steered, her and him

Over yon green mountain, the weather it was grim

They each had a bottle filled up to the top

And whenever they were feeling dry, they took a little drop



With night a-coming on, good lodgings they did find

Eatables of all sorts and plenty of good wine

Good bed and blankets just for the two

And he rolled her in his arms, my boys, and wouldn't you do, to?



Then early the next morning they rose to go away

He called to the landlord to see what was to pay

He said fourteen and sixpence, just for you two

And a sovereign on the table his darling she threw



And when they got to Kendal, the weather it was fine

They'd velvet caps with tassels on, fine buckles they did shine

They each had a ribbon hanging down their backs

And she had nineteen golden sovereigns, his darling, in her sack



The reason that they parted, I mean for you to hear

She wanted him to go to France for to be her dear

But him not being willing to cross the stormy sea

Said "Good luck to my darling, wherever she may be"





Collected and collated by Geoff Wood

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