Vincenzo Capezzuto - Twas within a furlong (L'Arpeggiata) | Текст песни

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• Vincenzo Capezzuto
• Twas within a furlong (L'Arpeggiata)

Twas within a furlong
of Edinborough town,
in the rosy time of year,
when the grass was down;
bonny Jocky, blithe and gay,
said to Jenny making hay,
Let us sit a little (dear) and prattle,
'tis a sultry day.
He long had courted the black-browed maid,
but Jocky was a wag
and would ne'er consent to wed;
which made her pish and phoo,
and cry out, It will not do,
I cannot, cannot, cannot, wonnot,
wonnot buckle too.
He told her marriage
was grown a mere joke,
and that no-one wedded now,
but the scoundrel folk,
Yet, my dear, thou should'st prevail,
but I know not what I ail,
I shall dream of clogs, and silly dogs
with bottles at their tail;
but I'll give thee gloves and a bongrace to wear,
and a pretty filly-foal,
to ride out and take the air,
if thou ne'er wilt pish nor phoo,
and cry it ne'er shall do,
I cannot, cannot, cannot, wonnot,
wonnot buckle too.