cath & phil tyler - ladle / richmond كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
a rich old miser married me
his age it was threescore and three
my age it was but seventeen
i wish that rogue i never had seen

if from home that i should go
to see a friend, a friend or so
if any man should speak to me
‘twould much arouse his jealousy

bitter griefs i could not bear
and so one morning, i declare
as he was sleeping in his bed
with my ladle i rapped on his head

[verse 2]
he jumped up like brave men stout
and ’round the house he ran about
but not a single moment’s rest
until that rogue i had well dressed

he got down upon his knees
and vowed he never would me displease
my old man i did subdue
with my ladle—and so may you

[verse 3]
all young girls about to wed
listen to the words i’ve said:
don’t be abused by any man
and always have a ladle on hand

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