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R229108 1 a Pleasant New Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant New Tune I Am a lusty lively Lad, / now come to one and twenty, My Dad did so before me. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 4: 82 T[h]e [Pro]dig[als] Resolution. / OR / My Father was Born before me. T[h]e [Pro]dig[als] Resolution. OR My Father was Born before me. The Prodigal's Resolution. OR My Father was Born before me. 1678-1678 F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, I. Clarke

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I Am a lusty lively Lad, now come to one and twenty, My Father left me all he had, both Gold and Silver plenty. Now hes in Grave, I will be brave, the Ladies shall adore me, Ile court and kiss, what hurts in this, My Dad did so before me. My Father was a thrifty Sir, till Soul and body sundred, Some say he was a Usurer, for thirty in the hundred; He scrapt, & scratchd, she pincht & patchd that in her belly bore me; But ile let flye, a good cause why, My Father was born before me.
My Daddy had his Duty done, in getting so much treasure, Ile be as dutiful a Son, for spending it in pleasure: Five pounds a quart, shall chear my heart such Necture will restore me, When Ladies call, Ile have at all, My Father was born before me. My Grandam livd at Washington, my Grandsir delvd in Ditches, The Son of old John Thrashington, whose lanthorn leathern Breeches, Cryd, whither go ye, whither go ye, though men do now adore me, They ner did see my Pedigree, Nor who was born before me.
MY grandsir strivd & wivd & thrivd till he did Riches gather, And when he had much wealth atchievd, O than he got my Father: Of happy memory cry I, that ere his Mother bore him, I had not been worth a penny, Had I been born before him, To Free-school Cambridge, & Grays-Inn my Grey-coat Grandsir put him, Till to forget (he did begin) the Leathern Breech that got him: One dealt in Straw, tother in Law, the one did Ditch and Delve it, My Father store of Sattin wore, My Grandsir Beggers Velvet, So get I wealth, what care I if my Grandsir were a Sawyer, My Father provd to be a chief, subtle and Learned Lawyer, By Cooks Reports and tricks in Court, he did with Treasure store me, That I may say, Heavens bless the day, My Father was born before me. Some say of late, a Merchant that had gotten store of Riches: Ins Drinking-room hung up his Hat, his staff and Leathern Breeches, His stockings garterd up with straws, ere Providence did store him, His Son was Sheriff of London cause, His father was born before him. So many blades that rant in silk, and put on Scarlet cloathing, At first did spring from Butter-milk, their Ancestors worth nothing:
Old Adam, and our Grandam Eve, by diging and by spining, Did to all Kings and Princes give Their Radical beginning. My Father to get me estate, though selfish yet was slavish, Ile spend it at another rate, and be as lewdly lavish: From Mad-men, Fools, & knaves he did litigiously receive it, If so he did Justice forbid, But I to such should leave it. At Play-houses, and Tennis-Court, Ile prove a noble Fellow, Ile Court my Doxies to the sport, of O brave Punchinello: Ile Dice and Drab, and Drink and stab, no Hector shall out-roar me, If Teachers tell me tales of Hell, My Father is gone before me. Our aged Counsellors would have us live by Rule and Reason, Cause they are marching to the Grave, and pleasures out of season, Ile learn to Dance the Mode of France, that Ladies may adore me, My thrifty Dad no pleasure had, Though he was born before me. Ile to the Court where Venus sport, doth Revel it in plenty, Ile deal with all, both geeat and small, from twelve to five and twenty: In Play-houses ile spend my days, for theyr hung round with Plackets, Ladies make room, behold I come, have at your KNOCKING Jackets.
[Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J.] Wright, J[.] Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passin[ger.]