Ireland

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                 A SONG CALLED

BROTHER BILL AND JAMIMA BROWN

I was at a railway station noon the Dublin line,
I first met my Jamima why should I call her mine,
Her eyes were bright her hair was light, her dress a morning gown
A traveling box beside her wrote on it Jamima Brown,

I use'd to take her every where to all the sights in town,
But now she left me in dispite did naughty Jamima Brown,

                      CHOCUS

At a baby linnen building up in Grafton Street
I first met my Jamima so charming and so neet,               
She look'd the queen of a sewing mashien I spent there many a
crown,                                                       
On collors and slays and babies caps to gaze on Jemima Brown

One night I weht to meet her the weather been warm,
I seen her fondly leaning on a smart young fellow arm,
Against my will I felt quite ill inquiring with a frown,
Who's that its only Brother Bill said naughty Jamima Brown,

I sayes my dear Jamima if you'll with me agree,
Upon tomorow eveing to come unto the play,
Or to the exebition or any place in the town,
I feel obliged indeed kind sir said naughty Jemina Brown

want to ask a favour I hope you wont be cross
Or think it bad behavior but father had a loss,
Will you kindly lend us fifty pounds My brother will be bound
Of course I would could I refuse my life to Jemima Brown,

I gave to her the fifty poundi but it was all no use,
For in a short time after you'll find she cook'd. my goose,
She hooked it away with Brother to another part of the town
And left me in the lurch to look for naughty Jemenna Brown,

Years after that when passing by a shop in Dublin town,
Amidst heaps of greens and kidneys beans stood Jemima Brown,
She was weighing of potates throwing copper in the till,
Three lovely little children the I mage of brother Bill

I stood there with astoninent as on her I did gaze
And when that she beheld me she stood all in amaze,
her broken vow I see it now but not my fifty pounds,
The shop was bought but I was sold by naughty Jamima Brown
P. BHERETON, PRINTER, I, Lr, Exchange Street Dublin