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ENGLISH SONG AND BALLAD MUSIC.
NEAR THE TOAVN OF TAUNTON DEAN.
A well-known Somersetshire tune, first printed in my former collection. The
words are here completed from a fragment by Mr. John Oxenford, only the first
six lines being old.
Cheerfully.
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I'm saving up my money fast,
And will he rich at last,
Because I mean that girl to wed
Before a year is past.
I soon shall buy her wedding-dress,
E'en now I've bought the ring;
Oh, of Taunton Dean she is the queen.
And I shall be her king, her king,
And I shall be her king.
The lads around are looking out
To win her heart, no doubt,
But I can watch as sharp as they,
And wield a cudgel stout.
So, youngster, now your distance keep ;
Upon my wedding-day
You shall be a guest to share the feast,
And help us to be gay, be gay,
And help us to be gay.