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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>The Crafty BARBER of Debtford</HEAD>
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<LG>
<L>You <HI>Debtford</HI> Women all beware of this &s;ame Crafty <HI>Barber:</HI></L>
<L>For when he gets between your Arms There he takes up his harbour.</L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of, <HI>Daniel Cooper.</HI></HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>COme and hear my plea&s;ant Song</L>
<L>all you that would be merry:</L>
<L>For unto you it doth belong</L>
<L>that are both brisk and airy:</L>
<L>A <HI>Barber</HI> liv'd in <HI>Debtford</HI> Town,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="pdcc" EXTENT="1 letter">elieve it is no Lye &s;ir,</L>
<L>He loved well a bit o' th' brown,</L>
<L>and a Nur&s;e to turn him dry, &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Another man liv'd in the Town,</L>
<L>and he did u&s;e to fiddle;</L>
<L>The <HI>Barber</HI> lov'd his Wife al&s;o,</L>
<L>and pay'd her Tarradidle.</L>
<L>But he (poor man) was gone to Sea,</L>
<L>and little did he think, &s;ir,</L>
<L>That his poor wife would wanton be</L>
<L>and with the <HI>Barber</HI> drink, &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But on a time it happened &s;o,</L>
<L>the <HI>Barber</HI> he did quarrel;</L>
<L>For there is Virtue you do know</L>
<L>that lyes within the barrel</L>
<L>Will make an Did Man bear up brisk,</L>
<L>and overcomes the Youth too,</L>
<L>This got into the <HI>Barber's</HI> crown,</L>
<L>and made him tell the truth too&punc;</L>
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<HEAD>The Second Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>to the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>BEfore the Iu&s;tice he was had,</L>
<L>who que&s;tion'd him &s;everely;</L>
<L>Which made the <HI>Barber</HI> almo&s;t mad</L>
<L>and he confe&s;&s;ed clearly</L>
<L>That he drank in a bawdy-hou&s;e</L>
<L>and that full well he knew &s;ir;</L>
<L>'Twas asked, How? and he confe&s;t</L>
<L>that there he lay with two &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Iu&s;tice ask'd him who they were?</L>
<L>and &s;traitway he confe&s;&s;ed,</L>
<L>A long-back'd Nur&s;e that lived there,</L>
<L>he plainly did expre&s;s it:</L>
<L>A very gentile Dame was &s;he,</L>
<L>and wore her clouded Stockings;</L>
<L>But &s;ome there are do think that &s;he</L>
<L>got &s;uch fine things by knockings.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Fidlers wife was fine and neat,</L>
<L>and decently attired;</L>
<L>And &s;he full well could do the feat</L>
<L>the <HI>Barber</HI> oft de&s;ired:</L>
<L>He oft embrac'd her in his Arms,</L>
<L>and catch'd her by the thing too;</L>
<L>So that &s;he won him by her Charms,</L>
<L>and he touch'd the <HI>Fidler's</HI> &s;trings too.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>He had an opportunity</L>
<L>I pray &s;irs under&s;tand ye:</L>
<L>The Ho&s;te&s;s &s;he was &s;itting by,</L>
<L>and tope'd her No&s;e with brandy,</L>
<L>While he did plea&s;e his Ladies fair</L>
<L>and trimm'd them both &s;o nearly,</L>
<L>That &s;he did wi&s;h to have a &s;hare,</L>
<L>he did it &s;o compleatly.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Think it not &s;trange what now you hear,</L>
<L>for if you will believe it,</L>
<L>The <HI>Barber</HI> loves the &s;port &s;o dear,</L>
<L>I doubt he ne'r will leave it:</L>
<L>Still <HI>Robin Red-brea&s;t</HI> is content,</L>
<L>that little &s;neaking f&oacute;ol too,</L>
<L>He accounts it all but merriment</L>
<L>to catch his Wife by th' Tool too.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And Maycrill-back &s;he is &s;o fine,</L>
<L>there's few that can out-brave her,</L>
<L>And when &s;he drinks a Gla&s;s of Wine,</L>
<L>the <HI>Barber</HI> he doth &s;have her;</L>
<L>And up and down where e're he goes,</L>
<L>he mightily doth prai&s;e her;</L>
<L>A gentle hand he hath &s;he knows,</L>
<L>and well &s;he likes his Razor.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And now good people to conclude,</L>
<L>my thinks it is a pitty</L>
<L>The <HI>Barber</HI> &s;hould the&s;e two delude</L>
<L>that are &s;o neat and pretty.</L>
<L>Then women all pray have a care,</L>
<L>for <HI>Barber</HI>'s minds are waving;</L>
<L>And now methinks he's had his &s;hare,</L>
<L>he may leave off his &s;having.</L>
</LG>
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<DIV1 TYPE="colophon">
<P>Printed for <HI>John Clark</HI> Junior, at the <HI>Hor&s;hoo</HI> in <HI>We&s;t Smithfield.</HI></P>
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