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T49873 GIVE ear brother seamen and listen a while, / I'll sing you a ditty that will make you smile, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 435 The Tars' Frolic. / Or British Sailor. The Tars’ Frolic. Or British Sailor. The Tars’ Frolic. Or British Sailor. 1800-1800 T. Evans

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GIVE ear brother seamen! and listen a while, I'll sing you a ditty th[a]t wi[l]l make you smile, It[']s concerning a frolic as I'll to you tell. As fortune would have it was very well. My discharge I have not got, and have gold in store, And soon I will tell you how added to it more, I being drunk, to an alehouse went in, To dance and to caper I then did begin. Some doxies being there seem'd quite full of glee, Thinks I to myself there one of them for me, One being well rigged in a fine long silk gown, I tiped her the wink and she by me sat down. I called for the waiter some liquor to bring, Said the doxy unto me, that is just the thing, Besides, for my Jack I'll a lodging provide, And I'll be the girl that shall lie by your side. All things being agreed between doxy and I, I called for the waiter to know what's to pay, Fifteen shillings and sixpence the waiter reply'd. I payed down the money, and up stairs we hied, I quickly unrigged and jumped into bed, I planted my shot locker under my head, When my doxy and I bid each other good night, I shamed flast asleep, and she thought herself right. Upright in the bed then my doxy arose, In searching about to find out my cloathes, And quickly after I knew her design, For all her whole search was to find out my coin. I jumped out of bed and I well laid on her, With a stick I had by me as thick as my thumb, The smock she had on like ribbons it flew, She cried ten thousand murders and what shall I do, She danced round the room and I followed my blow I gave her no time to put on her clothes, She opened the door and down staias she run, I fastened it after and laughed at the fun. I searched round the room to see what I could find, And Moll in the fray left her pockets beind, With ten guines in them and two five pound notes, Moll left this behind with her gown and her cotes This all being over the morning drew nigh, And light thro' a window I happened to spy, I tyed up the treasure and all I had found, The money the petticoats stockings and gown, Now to conclude and finish my song, Three guineas I made of coat, stochings and gown, So we'll laugh at the frolic and drink the health round And will each brother seamen the same in town.