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R211466 2 NONE Robin Hood and the Stranger ROBIN HOOD Robin Hood and the Stranger Robin Hood IT was at the Birth of a Winters morn, / Before the Crow had pist, Now Johnne is gone to the North Country. / And glad he is to Retire, With a Hey down down a down down, With a Hey down, &c. British Library - Thomason Tracts Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 22: 71 THE / GANG / OR THE / NINE WORTHIES AND CHAMPIONS, / LAMBERT, &c. THE GANG OR THE NINE WORTHIES AND CHAMPIONS, LAMBERT, etc. ?-? Charls Gustavus

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IT was at the Birth of a Winters morn, With a Hey down down a down down, Before the Crow had pist, That nine Hero's in scorn Of a Parliament forlorn, Walk'd out with Sword in fist. Johnne Lambert was First, a dapper Squire, With a Hey down, etc. A mickler man of might was ne're in York-shire; And he did conspire With Vane Sir Harry a Knight. Desborow next, a goodlier swain, With a Hey down, etc. An Easter Sun nere see; He drove on a main Without any brain, Such a jolthead knave was he. Kelsey was a brave button-maker, With a Hey down, etc. As ever set mould upon scewer; And this wife-Aker Was a great pains taker, T'make Lamberts Nose look blewer. The Devout and Holy Major Creed, With a Hey down, etc. I known't of what Faith or Sect, Had mounted a Steed, And vow'd he would bleed 'Fore Lambert should be checkt. Duckenfield (Steel was nere so true,) With a Hey down, etc. And as wise as ere was Toby Lay in the Purlew The Cock-pit Avenue, To hinder the Speakers Go-by. A man of Stomack in the next Deal, With a Hey down, etc. Was hungry Colonel Cobbet, He would eat at a Meale, A whole Commonweale, And make a Joint but a Gobbet. The following Champion is Barrow, With a Hey down, etc.
An Ominous name for a Swine-Herd, He flew like an Arrow, Thither, whence Lord Harry But durst not draw his Whinyeard. Room for Packer a toyling Ditcher, With a Hey down, etc. He had set his Spade on edge, He hop't to be Richer By being a Britcher And Lambert his Stake in the hedge. For Nobilities sake we may not forget, With a Hey down, etc. That Valiant Mars his true Son, His Cobling Feat, Lack't a Parliament Seat That Marks-man one eyed Hewson. These being aided with Red Coat & Creepers, With a Hey down, etc. After a short Dispute The Liberty Keepers, Were made boo-peepers And the Speaker strucken Mute. But well said Sir Arthur, what time of the day? With a Hey down, etc. The Parliament's now in their Prime They stand at a Bay, And have mist their Prey And Cowardly curse the time,
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Now Johnne is gone to the North Country. With a Hey down, etc. And glad he is to Retire, He crys Cramme O Cree, Have mercy on me My tail is set a Fire, And Desborough gotten into his Farm. With a Hey down, etc. Untill they doe him need the House no harm, But took it for a Barn His Lord & he's not agreed.
Kelsey is praying for the Dole, With a Hey down, etc. Of the Hospital thats Suttons He is out of the Roll, And hath ne're a Loap-Hole And now his Arse maks Buttons. And Creed will now believe Sir Arthur, With a Hey down, etc. His Steed is Chop't for a Jade He will be a Carter, Before a Martyr, And is turned Renegade. Duckenfeld's in a pitiful Case, With a Hey down, etc. The Speakers Horses and Coach, Were at stake with the Mace, And he's thrown Aums Ace Tyburn owes him a reproach. By being too greedy Colonel Cobbet, With a Hey down, etc. H'as got a Bone in his throat He hath sighed and sobbed And grievously throbbed, But it will not help the choak. Pray take your turn too Mr. Barrow, With a Hey down, etc. What think you of your Plot? Your Sow would not Farrow, The Hang-mans Harrow That Hurdle will be your Lot. Tye him up DUN, 'tis Goodman Packer, With a Hey down, etc. That would set up another Nose Had he been a Backer As Colonel Hacker, H'ad liv'd in spight of his Foes. Hewson's Companions as scabby as Coots, With a Hey down down a down down. Have infected him with the mange, They have pist in his boots, He must cry roots, And TURN OUT to Turnup must change.
London, Printed for Charls Gustavus.