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188 Songs Compleat,
Behind hur hur was leaf a Son,
And hur was pear a gallant Mind ;
Was kill twey Spaniards with a Gun,
Hur was not of a Coward kind :
At Killberry Camp, a great deal afore, Taffy, Taffy,
O hur was there, and a Thousand more, Cousin Taffy.
Bowoyne hur was at Tellenton,
At Greenwich Park before hur Grace,
Was shew hur self a gallant Man,
And not a Coward in the place :
Was a great deal of Horse, was a great deal of Foak,
Taffy, Taffy
Was a great deal of Gun, was a great deal of Smoak,
Cousin Taffy.
But her was meet with a great Mischance,
As hur was pass a gay Lady by,
Sir Cupid prick hur with a Lance,
Was steal behind hur Cowardly,
With a rousty, fousty, dousty Dart, Taffy, Taffy,
Was miss hur Skin, was prick her Heart, Cousin Taffy.
But was not this a great Mischance,
As by hur Fortune does appear ?
Sir Cupid prick her with a Lance,
Was almost Dead, was ferry near :
Was bid Tom Sexton Toll the Bell, Taffy, Taffy,
Shudge you if Cupid us'd her well, Cousin Taffy.
Well a go to, was hold hur a Groat,
Was petter a gone and kill hur Geese,
Hur would not be in Cupid's Coat,
Not for a great deal of Toasted-Cheese,
For if ever Cupid come in Wales, Taffy, Taffy,
Hur shall ne'er go to make more Prauls, Cousin Taffy.
Mad