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Navvy Boots (2) I'm a bold English navvy that fought on the line The first place I met was Newcastle-on-Tyne I being tired, sick, and weary of working all day To a cot down by the hillside I'm making my way (A digging and a-picking as I was one day The thought of my true love it led me astray. The day it was gone and the night coming on And I hit for the road with my navvy boots on.) Oh I first had me supper and then had a shave For courtin' this fair maid I highly prepared Th'ould stars in the sky as the moon it shown down And I hit for the road with my navvy boots on I knocked at my love's window: my knock she did know And out of her slumber she wakened so slow I knocked there again and she said, "Is that John?" And I quickly replied, "With me navvy boots on" Oh she opened the window and then let me in 'Twas into her bedroom she planted me then Th'ould night being cold and the blankets rolled on So I slipped into bed with my navvy boots on Oh then early next morning at the dawn of the day Said I to my true love, "It's time to go away" "Sleep down, sleep down, you know you've done wrong Sure the child will be born with his navvy boots on" Oh he bent down his head with a laugh and a smile Saying, "What could I do love in that little while And I know if I done it, I done it in fun And I'll do it again with my navvy boots on" Oh then six months being over and seven at the last When this pretty fair maid grew stout round the waist For eight months being over when nine comes along And she handed him a young son with his navvy boots on "Oh come all you pretty fair maids, take a warning," she said "Don't ever leave a navvy get into your bed For when he'll get warm and think upon you Sure he'll jump on your bones with his navvy boots on." Printed in Peter Kennedy Folksongs of Britain and Ireland Recorded by the Irish Rovers second verse from Sedgwick RG SOF
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