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An’ mind when crossin’ the planken bridge,
Again I warn ye o’ summat.
Ye slip not on the slippery ridge
Of the thawin’ snow, or it’ll be
A long put-back to your gran’ marridge,
I’m tellin’ ye.
Nay, are ter scared o’ summat?
Again I warn ye o’ summat.
Ye slip not on the slippery ridge
Of the thawin’ snow, or it’ll be
A long put-back to your gran’ marridge,
I’m tellin’ ye.
Nay, are ter scared o’ summat?
In kep the thick black curtains drawn,
Am I not tellin’ thee summat?
Against the knockin’ of sevenfold dawn,
An’ red-tipped candles from morn to morn
Have dipped an’ danced upon thy brawn
Till thou art worn—
Oh, I have cost thee summat.
Am I not tellin’ thee summat?
Against the knockin’ of sevenfold dawn,
An’ red-tipped candles from morn to morn
Have dipped an’ danced upon thy brawn
Till thou art worn—
Oh, I have cost thee summat.
Look in the mirror an’ see thy-sen,
—What, I am showin’ thee summat.
Wasted an’ wan tha sees thy-sen,
An’ thy hand that holds the mirror shakes
Till tha drops the glass and tha shudders when
Thy luck breaks.
Sure, tha’rt afraid o’ summat.
—What, I am showin’ thee summat.
Wasted an’ wan tha sees thy-sen,
An’ thy hand that holds the mirror shakes
Till tha drops the glass and tha shudders when
Thy luck breaks.
Sure, tha’rt afraid o’ summat.
Frail thou art, my saucy man,
—Listen, I’m tellin’ thee summat.
Tottering and tired thou art, my man,
Tha came to say good-bye to me,
An’ tha’s done it so well, that now I can
Part wi’ thee.
—Master, I’m givin’ thee summat.
—Listen, I’m tellin’ thee summat.
Tottering and tired thou art, my man,
Tha came to say good-bye to me,
An’ tha’s done it so well, that now I can
Part wi’ thee.
—Master, I’m givin’ thee summat.
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