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But we’ll go unbeknown to the registrar,
An’ give ’er what money there is,
For I won’t be beholden to such as her
For anythink of his.
An’ give ’er what money there is,
For I won’t be beholden to such as her
For anythink of his.
IX
Take off thy duty stripes, Tim,
An’ come wi’ me in here,
Ta’e off thy p’lice-man’s helmet
An’ look me clear.
Take off thy duty stripes, Tim,
An’ come wi’ me in here,
Ta’e off thy p’lice-man’s helmet
An’ look me clear.
I wish tha hadna done it, Tim,
I do, an’ that I do!
For whenever I look thee i’ th’ face, I s’ll see
Her face too.
I do, an’ that I do!
For whenever I look thee i’ th’ face, I s’ll see
Her face too.
I wish tha could wesh ’er off’n thee,
For I used to think that thy
Face was the finest thing that iver
Met my eye. . . .
For I used to think that thy
Face was the finest thing that iver
Met my eye. . . .
X
Twenty pound o’ thy own tha hast, and fifty pound ha’e I,
Thine shall go to pay the woman, an’ wi’ my bit we’ll buy
All as we shall want for furniture when tha leaves this place,
An’ we’ll be married at th’ registrar—now lift thy face.
Twenty pound o’ thy own tha hast, and fifty pound ha’e I,
Thine shall go to pay the woman, an’ wi’ my bit we’ll buy
All as we shall want for furniture when tha leaves this place,
An’ we’ll be married at th’ registrar—now lift thy face.
Lift thy face an’ look at me, man, up an’ look at me:
Sorry I am for this business, an’ sorry if I ha’e driven thee
Sorry I am for this business, an’ sorry if I ha’e driven thee
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