%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Bad-Husbands Folly; / OR, / Poverty made known: / A man may waste and spend away his store, / But if misery comes he has no help therefore / This man that brought himself unto decay, / Shews other Good-fellows that they go not astray. 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 07/12/2021 37701

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R234635 2 Come hither my own sweet Duck Come Hither, My Own Sweet Duck; Hey, Ho, My Honey Come Hither My Own Sweet Duck to the same Tune Come Hither, My Own Sweet Duck; Hey, Ho, My Honey To the Same Tune TO all Good=Fellows now, / I mean to sing a Song, I Came unto my Hostis, / and called for Liquor apace, Bad Company did me undo, / but i'le do so no more. Bad Company, &c. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 82 The Bad-Husbands Folly; / OR, / Poverty made known: / A man may waste and spend away his store, / But if misery comes he has no help therefore / This man that brought himself unto decay, / Shews other Good-fellows that they go not astray. The Bad Husband's Folly; OR, Poverty made known: A man may waste and spend away his store, But if misery comes he has no help therefore This man that brought himself unto decay, Shows other Good fellows that they go not astray. ?-? I. Deacon

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TO all Good-Fellows now, I mean to sing a Song, I have wrought my own decay, and have done my self great wrong: In following the Ale-house. I have spent away my store, Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do so no more. That man that haunts the Ale-house, and likewise the Drunken Crew, Is in danger to dye a Beggar, without any more ado:
Would I might be an Example, to all Good fellows sure; Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do, etc. I had a fair Estate of Land, was worth forty pound a year, I sold and Mortgaged all that, and spent it in strong Beer: My wife and friends could not rule me, until I did wax poor, Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do so no more.
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I Came unto my Hostis, and called for Liquor apace, She saw my money was plenty, and she smiled in my face: If I said fill a flaggon they set two upon the score, Bad Company, etc. I ranted night and day, and I let my Money flye, While my wife was almost dead with grief to hear her Children cry: For they were almost starv'd and pin'd, they wanted food so sore, Bad Company, etc. At two a Clock i'th morn, I would come Drunken home, And if my wife spoke but a word, I'de kick her about the Room: And domineer and swear, and call her Bitch and Whore, Bad Company, etc. Then I fell sick upon the same, and lay three months and more, But never an Alewife in the Town, would come within my door: But my poor wife was my best friend, and stuck to me therefore, Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do so no more. My wife she sold her Petticoat, and pawn'd her Wedding-Ring, To relieve me in my misery, in any kind of thing: O was not I a woful man, to waste and spend my store, And let my wife & Children want at home, but i'le do so no more.
When I began to mend a little, I walkt to take the air, And as I went along the Town, I came by my Hostisses door, I askt her for to trust me two-pence, she denyed me like a whore, The money that I have spent with her, but i'le do so no more. As soon as I get strength agen, i[']le fall to work apace, To maintain my wife and children, for my Hostesses are base: I see who is a mans best friend, if he be sick or poor, Bad Company, etc. And when I do get money agen, i'le learn for to be wise, And not believe that Drunken Crew, that fill'd my ears with lyes: And carry it home unto my wife, and of my Children take more care, Bad Company, etc. He runs a very long Race, that never turns again; And brings himself unto disgrace, and has poverty for his pain: But now I will be careful sure, and forgo the Ale-house door. Bad Company, etc. Now to conclude and make an end, What I have put in Rhime, That all Good-fellows they may see, to mend their lives in time: And learn for to be Thrifty, to save something by in store, Bad Company did me undo, but i'le do so no more.
Printed for I, Deacon, at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street, without Newgate.