%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Jack Had-Lands Lamentation, / That sold and made away his 'State, / And spent his Money early and late; / And let his Wife and Children want, / Now he makes great moan and does repent; / And desires all good-fellows where e're they be, / To take warning of his poverty. / He was cast in Prison at that bout, / His poor Wife she helpt him out; / She had small reason to do that thing / But true love is a gallant thing; / There is scarce a Tap-house in London town / Will help a Man when he is cast down. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1685-1685 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/14/2014 34035

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R227220 1 It is Old Ale that had undone me. UNKNOWN It is Old Ale that had undone me. TO all Good=fellows i'le declare, / To take Example and have a care. Let all I say be warn'd by me, / Of drinking and bad company. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1185 Jack Had-Lands Lamentation, / That sold and made away his 'State, / And spent his Money early and late; / And let his Wife and Children want, / Now he makes great moan and does repent; / And desires all good-fellows where e're they be, / To take warning of his poverty. / He was cast in Prison at that bout, / His poor Wife she helpt him out; / She had small reason to do that thing / But true love is a gallant thing; / There is scarce a Tap-house in London town / Will help a Man when he is cast down. Jack Had-Lands Lamentation, That sold and made away his ‘State, And spent his Money early and late; And let his Wife and Children want, Now he makes great moan and does repent; And desires all good-fellows where e’re they be, To take warning of his poverty. He was cast in Prison at that bout, His poor Wife she helpt him out; She had small reason to do that thing But true love is a gallant thing; There is scarce a Tap-house in London town Will help a Man when he is cast down. Jack Had-Lands Lamentation, That sold and made away his 'State, And spent his Money early and late; And let his Wife and Children want, Now he makes great moan and does repent; And desires all good-fellows where ever they be, To take warning of his poverty. He was cast in Prison at that bout, His poor Wife she helped him out; She had small reason to do that thing But true love is a gallant thing; There is scarce a Taphouse in London town Will help a Man when he is cast down. 1685-1685 P. Brooksby

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TO all Good-fellows i'le declare, To take Example and have a care. And do not spend your Means in waste, For you will repent it at the last: For I myself was blind[l]y led, And made all away, I was so bad; Let all I say be warn'd by me, Of drinking and bad company. I had Land and Living of my own, And a fine Estate, it was well known; It was worth threescore pound a year, And I spent it all in Ale and Beer, My Hostess was all my delight, And I sat up swilling day and night. Let all I say, etc.
I never took no care at all, God knows I had a sudden fall; I sold my 'State then all away, To maintain the Ale-house night and day. My Wife and Children was so poor, Neighbours cry'd shame at me therefore, Let all I say, etc. I would come home drunk unto my Wife, And lead her such a weary life, And she would speak me then so fair, And intreat me with a lovely ca[r]e; And say, good Husband be content, Alas! you will these things repent: Let all I say be warn'd by me, Of drinking and bad company.
My little naked Children, they Were almost pin'd, as Neighbours say, And starv'd so sore for want of Close, I had no care of them God knows; Now all is gone, and nothing left, I may say, farewel Dagger with dudgeon and Hast: Let all I say, etc. I cast my self into some Debt, And was arrested then for it; Because that I could get no Bail, They cast me in a nasty Gaile; And there I lay from my poor Wife, She reliev'd me or I had lost my life: Let all I say, etc. When I was in that misery, Ne'r an Ale-wife that would come to me; For all I had spent my 'State away, I had no help of them I say: But my poor wife was my best friend, And succoured me unto the end: Let all I say, etc. Then my poor wife she sought about, And she made a friend and got me out; She sold her Wedding-Ring away, To pay my Fees without delay; And did so rejoyce at my release, And brought me home agen in peace: Let all I say, etc.
Now all is spent I plainly see There is no help nor no remedy, But labour hard and work full sore, That money will be better then all before; And bring it home unto my Wife, And love her as I love my life: Let all I say, etc, A man that has a state or has good means; Ne'r use so much these tippling Queans They drown your money so very sore, And make you at the last be poor; I am sure that I may say the same, But alas, alas, I was to blame: Let all I say, etc. Let every one that goes along, Take notice of this new-made Song, And take examble now by me, That am fallen into this Poverty; I wish that I might be the last, But alack-aday, I am not the first: Let all I say, etc. So to conclude to end the strife, Let every man love his own Wife; And save his money, and keep his store, Drink not too much to make you poor, A man that has Grace will then repent, To see his Wife and Children live in want: Let all I say, be warn'd be me, Of Drinking and lewd Company.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball in Pye-Corner.