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2 a pleasant new tune New Game at Cards, A A Pleasant New Tune what you please New Game at Cards, A What You Please YOu Gallants all that love to play, / At Cards to pass the tme away, Such a game you have not seen, / Play with all Knaves without King or Queen [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 247 A New game at Cards. / OR, / The three Nimble Shuffling Cheaters, A New game at Cards. OR, The three Nimble Shuffling Cheaters, A New game at Cards. OR, The three Nimble Shuffling Cheaters, 1680-1680

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YOu Gallants all that love to play, At Cards to pass the time away, I will tell you a new game, If you will please to learn the same, Such a game you have not seen, Play with all the Knaves without King or Queen There were three cheaters met together, To see if they could cheat each other, The first was an Irish-man so hot, The second was a cheating Scot, The third an English-man so round, Yet he would play for an English Crown, The game it was so strange yet true The standers by as ner yet knew, How the game was to be plaid, Or how the Cards were cut and laid, For there was a secret in the thing, That the Knave of Clubs should beat the King,
The Irish-man began the game, But knew not how to play the same, But quarrelled with the English-man, For holding the Cards so under-hand For he did not know the thing, That the Knave of Clubs should be above the King The Scotch-man hebegan to deal, He shuffled and cut and away did steal, The King then from the English-man, Then many thought the game was done, For he did not know the thing, That the Knave should be above the King. The English-man was at a stand, To see the King in the Scotch mans hand, Then he began to cast about, What he must do to fetch him out, He thought that mony must do the thing, And make the Knave to be above the King.
THe Scotch-man like a cheating Knave, when he knew what mony he should have Like a clown he cast him back, Under the Knave into the pack, And by this meanes he thought to win, When he pla[i]d the game no King no King. The English-man was greatly glad, When the King again in hand he had, He cockt his Beaver and did jump, Because the Knaves of Clubs was trump, Now quoth he Im sure to win. I know the knave of clubs will beat the King Four Country-men then plaid about, For joy the King was quite left out, Quoth one observe with due regards. The Knave is master of the Cards, And we rejoyce now at this thing, And glad they were they had left out the King.
We care not for the King a pin, If by the Krave we thrive and win, For tis well known and justifyd. We ever lovd the strongest side. They all rejoycd now at this thing, And glad they were they had left out the King A Gun-man gave a mighty crack, To see the King out of the pack, And said your knave of Clubs ith end, When all is done must stand our friend, And I rejoyce now at this thing, That you kind friends have quite left out the King The knave of clubs as you him call, Shall one day win the love of all, Those that abuse him and his Banners, Weel beat them into better manners, But I rejoyce now at this thing That you kind friends have qui[t]e left out the King.