%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Scotch Lass Deceiv'd / By her Bonny Lad JOCKEY. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/05/2021 36726

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R227497 1 To a New Scoth Tune of Mr. Farmers [unknown] To a New Scotch Tune of Mr. Farmers WHhen cold Winter Storms were past, / And every Mead with Flowers was grac'd, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 3 The Scotch Lass Deceiv'd / By her Bonny Lad JOCKEY. The Scotch Lass Deceived By her Bonny Lad JOCKEY. ?-? P. Brooksby

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(1) WHhen cold Winter Storms were past, And every Mead with Flowers was grac'd, My Jockey then as fine as May, With Bonnet cock't up, and a feather so gay, Each day came to me, To Cog, Lye, and Sue me, To flatter and Wooe me, But I, alas! believ'd to soon, And at last found him to be a false Loon, To my sorrow. (2) Early when the God of Day, Had just in the Eastern Skies made way, Then Jockey came to my Bed-side, Wolt gang tull a Kirk, says he, and be my bride? I answer'd Marry, Ise not ready for ye, Ise mean for to tarry, And first for our Wedding provide; Then Wed with Jockey, and lig by his side, To delight him. (3) On my breast he lean'd his head, And thurst down his hand into the bed, Then I cry'd out, O fee, O fee, Thou art like a Loon as I never did see, My bonny Jockey, I never yet took ye, To be so Unlucky, To hurt the Lass you love so well; Who never beneath a bonny Lad fell In my life, Sir.
(4) He got in a gude merry Mude, He thought it was time then to be Rude; He kindly stroakt my Downy Wem, And farther proceeded, O then, O then, I cry'd, nay, look ye, Nay, prithee now Jockey, Be not so Unlucky, For after you will not abide. To take like a bonny Lass to your Bride, I am sure on't. (5) When my Jockey the Deed had done, He rose from the Bed and wou'd have been gone, I caught him by th' Breeks, and askt him to wed 'Tis Marriage enough, sayes he, for us to Bed; And so did he leave me, Which greatly did grieve me, He thus should deceive me; And then quit his Courtship so soon; But if I trust like another false Loon, Deel take me. (6) Bonny Lasses all take care, No Lads e'er delude ye into sike a Snare: For if they once creep into your Bed, You never must after expect them to Wed; What words they scatter, They never make matter, only to flatter, For when the Loon his Will has had, You may look out for another sike Lad, For he'll leave you.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball in Pye-Corner, near West-Smithfield.