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A Soidier and a Sailor Sung by Mr. Doggett at the Theatre
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A Soldier and a Sailor
a Turker and a Tailour
had once a doubtful strife
Sr to make a maid a Wife
Sir whose name was buxome Jone,
whose name was buxom Joan,
For now the time was ended when She no more Intendid
to lick her lips at men Sir
and know the Sheets in vain Sir.
and lye o' Nights alone,
and lye o' Nights a lone.
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The Soldier Swore like Thunder,
He Lov'd her more then Plunder;
And Shewd her many a Scar Sir,
Which he had brought from far Sir,
With fighting for her Sake.
The Tailour thought to please her,
With off-ring her his measure;
The Tinker too with mettle,
Said he cou'd mend her Kettle,
And Stop up evry Leak.
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But while those three were prating,
The Sailor Slyly waiting;
Thought if it came about Sir.
That they Shoud all fall out Sir,
He then might Play his Part,
And Just een as he meant Sir,
To Logger-heads they went Sir,
And then he let fly at her,
A Shot twixt wind and water,
Which won this Fair Maids Heart.