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        Jolly GIPSIES

                  A new Song.

COME, come, come you dainty doxies
Come to me you girls ſo dear,
Altho' we have no houſes nor riches,
Yet we will never want good cheer.

                    CHORUS.

So come along with us and booze it briſkly
All you Girls that love your eaſe,
For the Jolly Gypſies they are typſyiug,
And go — whenever they pleaſe.

Let the Miſer hoard up his money,
We will ſpend it as our eaſe ;
We will toil it, we will ſpoil it,
We will ſpend it as we pleaſe.
So come, &c.

All you that delight in pretty women,
Mull enjoy her while we may ;
Strive to delight her and content her,
Then ſhe'll pleaſe you night and day,
So come, &c.

We are honeſt, we are boozey,
Fairly with our Bloſſes dear ;
We are courting, we are ſporting,
Yet we never want good chear.
So come, &c.

Sometime, we drink ſack and ſherry,
Sometimes we drink water ſad ;
Sometime we are very merry,
And ſometimes we are plaguy mad.
So come, &c.

So to conclude and end my ditty
In a jovial flowing bowl ;
Some are wiſe, and ſome are witty,
Gipſies they are merry ſouls.
So come, &c.

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