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John Bull and the Taxes!
Verse 1: 'Here is some lines about the times; / That cannot fail to please ye, / And if it don't, it can't be help'd, / But I don't wish to tease ye; / Go where ye will, by day or night, / The town or country through, / The people cry - I wonder what / They ever mean to do.' This publisher of the broadside is identified as 'Muir', who is probably John Muir of Glasgow.

John Highland Man's Remarks
This ballad begins: 'When her nain shell to Edinburgh / she pe saw pony tings, / She many pony Lasses saw, / that flutter'd a wit wings, / Tat town apout teire shouters / as plack as ony flea, / An rattel a like Onion Skins, / a pra high pe pra put tea.'

John of Landwart's Dream upon the High-Cock-Upps; or, his Sentments of the Vain Apparel of the Female Sex
This ballad begins: TO Edinburgh Town where he did come once, / At first blink he espyed some ones, / Who high upon their snout did wear things, / And at their Luges he saw Gould Ear rings? / At which the man was so amazed, / He in their faces stair'd and gazed? It was to be be sung 'To its own proper Tune'.

John Reilly
This ballad begins: 'As I went out one morning clear down by yon river side, / I overheard a fair maid, the tears rolling down did glide, / This is a cold and stormy night, these words I heard her say / My lover is on the ocean wide bound for America.' It was published by James Lindsay of 11 King Street, Glasgow, and probably sold for one penny.

John Tamson's Cart
This ballad begins: 'Auld Jack Tamson rade hame frae the fair, / Late, late on o cauld winter night O! / He had toomed his three coggies, am mebbe ane mair, / Nae ferlie, his head it was light O! Below the title we are told that 'This Popular Song can always be had at the Poet's Box, 224 OVERGATE, DUNDEE', and at the foot of the sheet a mail order service for other publications is advertised. 'Toomed' means 'emptied', 'coggies' is a 'cog of beer' and 'ferlie' means 'wonder'.

John Treplecock
This execution notice begins: 'THE LAST / SPEECH / AND / DYING WORDS / OF JOHN TREPLECOCK, / Who was execute in the Grass-market of Edinburgh, on Friday the 1st of February 1723.'

Johnie's Lamentation
Verse 1: 'Ye gentle muses that's nine in number, / I pray assist me to I explain, / The fate of love it has so induced me, / And by it's wounds my poor heart is slain.' This broadside was published by Robert McIntosh of 9 King Street, Calton, in Glasgow. It is not dated.

Johnie's Lamentation
Verse 1: 'Ye gentle muses that's nice in number, / I pray assist me to I explain, / The fate of love it has so induced me, / And by it's wounds my poor heart is slain.' This sheet was published by R. MacIntosh of 96 King Street, Calton, Glasgow. The woodcut at the top of the sheet shows a street entertainer playing musical instruments and making two puppets dance.

Jolly School of Boys
This ballad begins: 'I am the member of a school / Where the master is a fool, / And all the pupil teachers are the same, / And for kicking up a noise, / They have called us the jolly boys'. It was published and distributed by the Poet's Box, and probably sold for one penny.

Joseph Tuck
Verse 1: 'I'm Joseph Tuck. the tailor's son, / A poor but honest blade, sirs; / And for these five and twenty years, / A sorry life I've led, sirs, / But as I want some customers, / I'll tell you what my trade is; / I'm barber, blacksmith, parish-clerk, / And man midwife to the ladies. / Bow wow, &c'.

Judge Not a Man by His Clothing
Verse 1: 'Judge not a man by the cost of his clothing, / Unheeding the life-path he may pursue; / Or oft you'll admire a heart that needs loathing, / And fail to give honour where honour is due. / The palm may be hard, and fingers stiff jointed, / The coat may be tatter'd, the cheek worn with tears, / But greater than kings are labour's anointed, / And you can't judge a man by the coat that he wears.'

Juste Milieu
This political ballad begins: 'The juste milieu, the juste milieu, / From France imported neat and new, / Is now the rule on Britain's shore, / And homespun truth is prized no more! / Where once you saw the old true blue, / You now have got the juste milieu.' There are no publication details included on this sheet.

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