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letra de the london prentice - reesha dyer

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it’s of a london ‘prentice to a merchant he was bound
he had the crossest mistress that ever could be found
she oft times to the play-house goes her wanton tricks to try
jack thought to himself to trick her one night with her to lie

he hired a suit of clothing, called rich or fine
for to trick his mistress it was his hearts design
all with his knotted wig, his sword beside and all
he goes down to the tavern and for a miss did call

three pictures there were brought to jack all for to choose his miss
“here is my own dear mistress” think’s jack i will have this
his mistress was sent along, so impudent and bold
she sat down by her prentice, not him did she behold

she’d not been there a little while when bow bells began to ring
she clasped his hand and said “oh is this not a pleasant thing?
oh is this not a pleasant thing, for now the bow bells go
i love to hear them tolling and so do you i know”

now time being p-ssed over, jack hastened home with speed
to take his suit of clothing to the right owner indeed
he’d not been home a little while when his mistress came in
but little did she think of where her jack and she had been

she’d not been home a little while, she began to storm and scold
she fixed jack parsons by the ears, he cried “hold my mistress hold”
hold hold your tongue don’t scold no more, for now the bow bells go
i love to hear them tolling, and so do you i know

“oh fie, you naughty jack, how could you, how could you trick me so
i would not for five thousand pounds your master he should know
if you will your counsel keep, and never tell at all
you shall have money whenever you please and i’ll be at your call

- reesha dyer

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