browngirl

I have thought, ever since I heard this song, that if I could modify the first verse and the chorus I could make a saucy hobbit walking/drinking song out of this. Maybe a song for Bounders.

Away with the buff and the blue, and away with the cap and feather;
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire.

Chorus
Off to the sabie skey and over the moss and the mire
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire

Her father loves her well, her mother loves her dearer;
I love her better than them both but, man, I cant get near her.

(chorus)

If only I could be lying there aside her
While I must watch here my arms they are denied her.

(chorus)

Her skin is like the silk and her hair is like the silver
Her breast are deep and cool, theyll warm when I get near her

(chorus)

Of this love of mine, of this love I'm weary;
Sleep I can't get none for thinking of my dearie

(chorus)

Away with the parsons shilling and away with the cap and feather
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire

(chorus)