FEMALE DRUMMER I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen I walked all the way to London and a soldier I became cho: With me fine cap and feathers, likewise me rattling drum They learned me to play upon the ra-ba-da-ba-dum With me gentle waist so slender, me fingers long and small I could play upon the ra-ba-dum the best of them all And so many were the pranks that I saw among the French And so boldly did I fight me boys although I'm but a wench And they buttoned then up me trousers so up to them I smiled To think I'd lie with a thousand men and a maiden all the while And they never found my secret out until this very hour When they sent me out to London to be sentry at the Tower When a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I's a maid She went out to me officer me secret she betrayed He unbuttoned then my red uniform and he found that it was true "It's a shame", he says "to lose a pretty drummer boy like you" So now I must return to me mum and dad at home And along with me old comrades no longer can I roam SWEET POLLY OLIVER As sweet Polly Oliver lay musing in bed, A sudden strange fancy came into her head. "Nor father nor mother shall make me false prove, I'll 'list as a soldier, and follow my love." So early next morning she softly arose, And dressed herself up in her dead brother's clothes. She cut her hair close, and she stained her face brown, And went for a soldier to fair London Town. Then up spoke the sergeant one day at his drill, "Now who's good for nursing? A captain, he's ill." "I'm ready," said Polly. To nurse him she's gone, And finds it's her true love all wasted and wan. The first week the doctor kept shaking his head, "No nursing, young fellow, can save him," he said. But when Polly Oliver had nursed him back to life He cried, "You have cherished him as if you were his wife". O then Polly Oliver, she burst into tears And told the good doctor her hopes and her fears, And very shortly after, for better or for worse, The captain took joyfully his pretty soldier nurse. | SOVAY Sovay, Sovay, all on a day She dressed herself in man's array. With a sword and pistol all by her side, To meet her true love, To meet her true love away did ride. As she was riding over the plain, She met her true love and bid him to stand. "Stand and deliver, come sir," she said "And If an you do not, and if you do not, and if you do not, I'll shoot you dead" He delivered up his golden store And still she craved for one thing more "That diamond ring, that diamond ring that I see you wear Oh hand it over, oh hand it over, and your life I'll spare" "Oh with that ring I will not part For it's a token from me sweetheart You shoot and be damned you rogue" said he "And you'll be hanged then and you'll be and you'll be hanged then for murdering me" Next morning in the garden green Young Sophie and her true love were seen He spied his watch hanging by her clothes Which made him blush lads, which made him blush lads like any rose "Why do you blush you silly thing I thought to have that diamond ring 'Twas I who robbed you all on the plain So here's your gold, so here's your gold and your watch again" "I only did it for to know If you were be a man or no If you had given me that ring she said I'd have pulled the trigger I'd pulled the trigger and shot you dead" THE MALE FEMALE HIGHWAYMAN It's of a female highwayman all on a summer's day She said a frolic I will have and dress in man's array And I'll ride out along the lea And hope my true love I shall see And there I'll test his constancy With a female highwayman. cho: With a female highwayman With a female highwayman --plus last two lines of verse-- And so this female highwayman has mounted on a horse And she's rode out and there she's met her true love, of course "Stand and deliver sir", she said, "Or if you don't I'll shoot you dead Or would you rather come to bed With a female highwayman?" So they jogged on together till they came unto an inn And there they called an ostler and boldly they walked in They called for liquors of the best, They went upstairs and got undressed What happened next can ne'er be guessed To the female highwayman For she's pulled off her breeches and likewise her jacket red She's taken off her velvet cape and lay upon the bed. Her true love in amazement stands It seems the end of all his plans For she has proved to be a man This female highwayman. Her true love stands like one amazed and at her did stare But when the joke he did find out he loudly did declare: "Fear not my love, it's time to smile" He threw his clothes down in a pile He was a female all the while For the female highwayman |