%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Three VVorthy Butchers of the North: / I weep, I wail, and travel much in pain, / Now all my youthful Days are past, they'l never come again; / Once I was a Man, but now alas I am none, / For all my Companions are from me fled and gone. Burges, Paul University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1672-1672 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/20/2011 30384

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R216004 2 a pleasant New Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant New Tune the same Tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune DId you never hear of worthy Butchers three, / And how they spent their days in mirth and jollity, VVhat is it so, said Iohnson Fight men, and be free, / And stand but at my back, keep the back blows from me: Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 30 The Three VVorthy Butchers of the North: / I weep, I wail, and travel much in pain, / Now all my youthful Days are past, they'l never come again; / Once I was a Man, but now alas I am none, / For all my Companions are from me fled and gone. Burges, Paul 1672-1672 P. Brooksby

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DId you never hear of worthy Butchers three, And how they spent their days in mirth and jollity, there was Kitson, Wilson, & Johnson, mark me what I say, They took 300 pounds worth of Goods upon a day. When as the day of payment began for to draw near, Their money to their Creditors intended for to bear; And riding upon Blankly-lane as fast as they coud trig Be merry my hearts, said Johnson, let us sing up a jig. With a hey down, down, with a down derry dee, God bless all true men out of Thieves company. Riding then on Blankly-lane as fast as they could hie, Be merry my hearts, said Johnson, I hear a woman cry; O help, help, help, O help, or else I dye, O help me some good Christians for my torments they draw nigh. O hark, O hark, said Johnson, I hear a woman cry, Sure I came of a woman, and shall I see her dye? No ride on neighbor Johnson, now Kitson he did say, For that is some lewd woman will cast us all away. If you had but rid on this way as oft as we have done, You would have heard this cry before, & now let us be gone,
Then Johnson whipt into the wood with all his might & main, Whereas he found the woman with cords fast tyd in twain With cords was tyd in twain, & hand & foot was bound, And found her there stark naked, with her hair pind to the ground. Alas, said Johnson, what man hath usd thee so, He came not of a woman that would work a womans woe: Hast thou no lewd Company now Johnson he did say, For here we are come to save thy life, thou mayst cast us all away. No I have no lewd company the woman she did say, Three Ruffians came riding by, and robd me by the way; They took my cloaths from me, & hand and foot me bound & left me here in woful sort, with my hair pind to the ground so Johnson he whipt out his sword with all his might & main And presently the womans cords, Johnson he cut in twain, A Shirt out of his Cloak-bag presently plucked he, And put it on the woman to cover her secresie. I have neither wife nor Children, Johnson he did say, And thou shalt be the Lady of all till death take life away: Johnson being a loving man, and bore a careful mind, He put his Cloak about her to keep her from the wind. Straight upon Horse-back presently got he, And they rode all out of the wood, and rid on gallantly: Riding then on Blankly-lane as fast as they could trig, Be merry my hearts, said Johnson, let us sing up a Jigg; With a hey down down, with a hey down derry dee, What if here were 10 thieves so we are true Men three. Riding then on Blankly-lane as fast as they could hye, be merry my hearts, said Johnson, the land end draweth nigh The woman hearing him say so, presently by and by, She put her finger to her ear, and gave a squeaking cry. Ten Thieves then with weapons drawn in hand, They stepd before Johnson, and quickly bid him stand; What is it so, said Johnson, since twill no better be, I vow that some of you shall dye before I killed be: Stand fast, fight men, see that ye be not idle, For I vow his hand shall off that lays hold on my Bridle. Alas, said Kitson, to Fight no heart have I, No more have I said Wilson, in faith Ide rather dye: Here is three hundred pound that we are bound to pay, And you shall have it all, and lets scape with life away.
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What is it so, said Johnson Fight men, and be free, And stand but at my back, keep the back-blows from me: Stand fast, Fight men, Fight me and be free, And by the help of God we shall win the Victory. Five of these Thieves and the woman they did go To Kitson and to Wilson, and bound them fast in woe: As these 10 thieves play before him, & playd upon the ground For Johnson had 5 Pistols with bullets charged sound; With Bullets charged sound, presently he let fly, Till Five of these Thieves upon the ground did lye. Put up, said the other Five, put up without delay, For if that he gets charged, he will kill us all this day. Fight on, said the Woman, Fight on I say to ye, For if you Five dont kill him, I vow your Priest to be. so Johnson he whipt out his Sword with all his might & main, And playd about him gallantly till 3 more of them were slain, Put up, said the other two, put up without delay, For if that we continue fight, hel kill us all this day. Fight on, said the woman, Fight on I say to ye, For if you two dont kill him, I vow your Priest to be; As these 2 thieves playd before him, alas he did not mind, For presently the Woman knockd him down behind; Oh wicked woman, wickedly hast thou done, thou hast killd the bravest Butcher that ever England won, For had but my fellows, had they provd true to me, they were cowards, said the woman, & as cowards they shall dye. Two of these thieves and the woman they did go To Kitson and to Wilson where they lay bound in woe: A Club into her hand, as she got all the gains, went to Kitson & to Wilson & dasht out both their brains. How this murder was discovered, list and you shall hear, It was by a silly Shepherd hid in the Hedge for fear; A Gentleman and his man as they came riding by, Seeing this woful murder straight sent forth hue and cry. I but do what ere they could, taken they could not be, For they got Ship at Yarmouth, and so went over Sea; This is the trick of thieves when they have Murder done, when they have commited roguery, full fast away they run. God bless our royal King & Queen, & send them long to reign In health, wealth & prosperity, true Justice to maintain, God bless all true men that travel by Land or Sea, And keep all true men out of Thieves Company.
FINIS. Paul Burges. Printed for P. Brooksby, in West-smithfield.