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#REDIRECT [[A Lusty Young Smith]] |
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<pre> |
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A lusty young smith at his vice stood a-filing, |
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his hammer laid by but his forge still aglow, |
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When to him a buxom young damesel cam smiling, |
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and asked if to work at her forge he would go. |
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Chorus |
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With a jingle-bang jingle-bang jingle-bang jingle, |
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with a jingle-bang jingle-bang jingle-hi-ho! |
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"I will", said the smith, and they went off together, |
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Away to the young damsel's forge they did go, |
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They stripped to go to it, was hot work and weather, |
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She kindled a fire and soon made him blow. |
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Her husbad, she said, no good work could afford her, |
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His strength and his tools were worn out long ago, |
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The smith said, "well mine are in very good order, |
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and now I am ready my skill for to show" |
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Red hot grew his iron, as both did desire, |
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and he was too wise not to strike while 'twas so... |
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Quoth she, "What I get I get out of the fire, |
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So prithee strike hard and redouble thy blow!" |
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Six times did his iron, by vigorous heating, |
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Grow soft in the forge in a minute or so, |
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And often was hardened, still beating and beating, |
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But each time it softened it hardened more slow. |
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The smith then would go; quoth the dame full of sorrow, |
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"Oh what would I give could my husband do so! |
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Good lad, with your hammer, come hither tomorrow |
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But pray won't you use it once more ere you go? |
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</pre> |
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The author of this pice is unknown but this version of the lyrics was found at http://www.ecst.csuchico.edu/~amarth/sca/lyrics/lustysmith.html |
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