%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Good Ale for my money. / The Good-fellowes resolution of strong Ale, / That cures his nose from looking pale. Price, Lawrence University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/27/2011 30085

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R214232 2 The Countrey Lasse UNKNOWN The Country Lass the same tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune BE merry my friends, and list a while / vnto a merry iest, HEre honest Iohn, to thee Ile drinke, / and so to Will and Thomas, I cannot go home, nor I will not go home, / its long of the oyle of Barly; / Ile tarry all night for my delight, / and go home in the morning early, [with variation] I cannot go home, nor I will not go home, / its long of the oyle of barly, / I stay all night for my delight. / and go home in the morning early. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 138 1: 139 Good Ale for my money. / The Good-fellowes resolution of strong Ale, / That cures his nose from looking pale. Good Ale for my money. The Good-fellowes resolution of strong Ale, That cures his nose from looking pale. Good Ale for my money. The Good fellow's resolution of strong Ale, That cures his nose from looking pale. Price, Lawrence ?-?

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BE merry my friends, and list a while unto a merry jest, It may from you produce a smile, when you heare it exprest, Of a young man lately married, which was a boone good fellow, This song ins head he alwaies carried, when drinke had made him mellow, I cannot go home, nor I will not go home, its long of the oyle of Barly: Ile tarry all night for my delight, and go home in the morning early, No Tapster stout, or Vintner fine, quoth he shall ever get One groat out of this purse of mine to pay his masters debt: Why should I deal with sharking Rookes, that seeke poore gulls to cozen, To give twelve pence for a quart of wine, of ale twill buy a dozen. Twill make me sing, I cannot etc. The old renowned I pocrist and Raspie doth excell, But never any wine could yet my honour please to swell. The Rhenish wine or Muskadine, sweet Malmsie is too fulsome, No give me a cup of Barlie broth, for that is very wholesome, Twill make me sing, I cannot etc. Hot waters ar to me as death, and soone the head oreturneth, And Nectar hath so strong a breath
Canary when it burneth, It cures no paine but breaks the braine, and raps out oathes and curses, And makes men part with heavie heart, but light it makes their purses, I cannot go home, etc. Some say Metheglin beares the name, with Perry and sweet Sider Twill bring the body out of frame. and reach the belly wider: Which to prevent I am content with ale thats good and nappie. And when thereof I have enough. I thinke my selfe most happy. I cannot go home, etc. All sorts of men when they do meet both trade and occupation, With curtesie each other greet, and kinde humiliation: A good coale-fire is their desire, whereby to sit and parly, Theyle drinke their ale and tell a tale, and go home in the morning early. I cannot go home, etc. Your domineering swaggering blades, and Cavaliers that flashes, That throw the Jugs against the walls, and break in peeces glasses, When Bacchus round cannot be found they will in merriment Drinke ale and beere, and cast of care, and sing with one consent. I cannot goe home, etc,
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HEre honest John, to thee Ile drinke, and so to Will and Thomas, None of this company I thinke, will this night part from us: While we are here weell joyne for beere like lively lads together, We have a house over our heads, a fig for ranie weather. I cannot go home, nor I will not go home, its long of the oyle of barly, I stay all night for my delight. and go home in the morning early. Heres Smug the smith, & Ned the Cook, and Frank the fine felt-maker, Heres Steven with his silver hooke, and Wat the lustie baker: Heres Harry & Dick, with Greg & Nicke, heres Timothy the Tailor, Heres honest [K]it, nere spoke of yet, and George the joviall Sayler. That cannot etc. Weell sit and bouse and merily chat, and freely we will joyne For care neere paid a pound of debt, nor shall pay none of mine: Here is but eighteen pence to pay, since every man is willing, Bring drinke withall the speed you may, weell make it up two shillings. We cannot etc. Let Father frowne, and Mother chide, and Uncle seeke to find us, Here is good lap here will we bide weel leave no drinke behinde us, A proverbe old I have heard told,
by my deere dad and grandsire, He was hangd that left his drinke behinde therefore this is our answer, We cannot etc. James the Joyner he hath paid, and Anthony the Glover, Our hostesse hath a pretty maid, I cannot chuse but love her: Her pot sheell fill, with right good will, heres ale as browne as a berry, Twill make an old woman dance for joy, and an o[l]d mans heart full merry I cannot etc. Twill make a Souldier domineere, and bravely draw his rapier, Su[ch] vertue doth remaine in beere twill make a Cripple caper: Women with men, will now and then sit round a drinke a little, Tom Tinkers wife on Friday night for drinke did pawne her kettle, She could not come home, nor would not come home her belly began to rumble, She had no power to go nor stand; but about the street did tumble. Thus to conclude my verses rude, would some good-fellowes here Would joyne together pence a peece to buy the singer beere: I trust none of this company will be herewith offended, Therefore call for your Jugs a peece and drink to him that pend it.
Finis. Lawrence Price. Printed at London