Excerpt from Modern Street Ballads

My songs have had a tidy run, I've plenty in my fist, Sirs, And if you wish to pick one out, I'll just run through my list, Sirs.

Have you seen My daughter Fan, She wore a wreath of roses, And here you see My son Tom, The Sun that lights the roses, Green grow the rushes On the Banks of Allan Water Such a getting out of bed, with Brave Lord Ullin's daughter.

Poor Bessie was a Sailor's bride, Sitting on a rail, Sirs, Is there a heart that never loved? The Rose of Allanr dale, Sirs.

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