Ballads from Mrs. J.W. Smith.
I Bugger Boo!
When I was a jolly and Boatman lad
And fane wuld learn a trade
And all the harm that I ever done was courting
A pretty fair maid.
II I courted her the winter night.
The summer days all through
And when I gained her free good will
I knew not what to do.
III This lady came to my bedside.
As I lay all asleep.
The lady came to my bedside
And so bitterly she did weep.
IV She wept she whaled and wrung her hands
And cried I was untrue.
And in the bed she crept with me
for fear of the Bugger Boo.
V All in the four part of the night
We had fine sport and fun
All in the [ ] of the night.
VI She lay in my arms till morn
I took this lady and I married her
She made me a virtous wife
VII I never tell her of her faults
No Dang my eyes if I do
For every time she smiles at me
I think of the Bugger Boo!
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