Trooper

A maid and her mother lived under the hill
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They had good ale and beer for to sell
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There was a trooper, came riding by
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He called for ale so plentiful
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When one pot was out he called for another
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He kissed the daughter before the mother
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When night time came, they went to bed
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It was with the mother's own consent
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What is this, quoth she, so stiff and warm?
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'Tis but my horse, he'll do you no harm
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What is this, quoth he; quoth she "Tis a well
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Where that your horse can drink his fill
Nonny No, Nonny No, Nonny Nonny Nonny No

But what if my horse should chance slip in?
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Grab hold of the grass growing round the brim
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But what if my horse strays 'round the bend?
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Well, that is an exit only, friend!
Nonny No, Nonny No, Nonny Nonny Nonny... maybe!