The Ragman: OR,
A Company that fell at oddes one day,
Which of them should carry the Cunny skins away,
They strove who should have it, but none of them wise,
For the Usurer and the Devill carry away the przie.
To the Tune of Upon the highest Mountaines, or, The absence of my Mistresse
THere was a Ragman and a mad man
As they travelled on a day,
There came a Begger and a Bagman
And stole the Cunny skins away:
Quoth the mad man
to the Ragman
I have it in my braine,
to make the Begger
and the Bagman
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
Then with a cup of fuddle
The Mad man he did take
The Bagman on the noddle
Till his braines began to ake,
till the Begger
he did stagger
He had drunke himselfe so blind:
thus they payd them
till they made them
Leave the Cunny skins behind.
It was a Lock-smith and a Drinker
As they went forth on a day,
They met a Black-smith and a Tinker
Stole the Cunny skins away?
quoth the Lock-smith
to the Drinker
I will take him o're the braine,
I'le make the Black-smith
and the Tinker
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
Thou shalt finde me as good mettle
The Drinker he did say,
As any is in the Kettle
He beates upon each day:
quoth the Lock-smith
(then the Black-smith)
Also by me shall finde
I'le so fuddle
Vulcans noddle
Till he leave the Cunny skins behinde.
There was a Cobler and a Broome-man
As they did meet one day,
There came a Carman and a Plowman
Stole the Cunny skins away,
quoth the Cobler
to the Broome-man
W'le so toxicate the braine
we'le make the Carman
and the Plowman
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
We will call them to a parley,
The Broome-man thus did say,
How they sow their Dates and Barley.
And how they cut their Grasse and Hay,
then the Carman
leg and arme man
With Barly broth wée'le hind,
wée'le not forsake them
till we make them
Leave the Cunny sknis berhinde.
[...]
IT was a Ioyner and a Rope maker
As they went on the way
There came a Brewer and a Baker
Stole the Cunny skins away
quoth the Ioyner
to the Rope maker
Tis in a merry vaine.
make the Brewer
and the Baker
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
Quoth the Ioyner to the Brewer
Though that malt in price doe fall
Yet still he will be sure
For to make his drinke too small
the Rope maker
told the Baker
Your knavery we shall finde
which if we take you
we shall make you
Leave the Cunny skins behind.
It was a Glover and a Weaver
As they met on the way
There came a Fidler and a Pedler
Stole the Cunny skins away.
quoth the Glover
to the Weaver
I will take him o're the braine
wée'le make the Fidler
and the Pedler
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
The Weaver with his Treddle
So fast about him laid
Till the Fidler puld out's Fiddle
And then a Lesson plaid
whilst the Glover
with strong liquor
So well their caps had lin'd
which made the Fidler
and the Pedler
Leave the Cunny skins [...]
It was a Broaker and a Taylor
As they met on a day
Came the Hangman and the Jaylor
Stole the Cunny skins away
quoth the Broker
to the Taylor
wée'le take them on the braine,
and make the Hangman
and the Jalyor
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
Quoth the Broaker, if the Hangman
I chance withall to méete
His sides I will so bang (man)
He shall hardly stand on's féete,
quoth the Taylor
with the Jalyor
No pleasure I can finde,
but if we take them
we shall make them
Leave the Cunny skins behind.
It was a Royster and a Revell
As they did méete one day,
Came an Vsurer and the Devill
Stole the Cunny skins away:
quoth the Royster
to the Revell
Wée'le take them on the braine
wee'le make the Vsurer
and the Devill
Bring the Cunny skins againe.
The Royster with his Rapier
At the Devill he did runne,
And at him he did vapour,
But could not make him shunne,
vvhilst the Revell
he did cavell
Crying out vve have foule play
for the Vsurer
and the Devill
Beares the Cunny skins away.
FINIS.
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