Tottingham Frolic chords by Ed McCurdy

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Verse 1
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As I once came to Tottingham
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upon a market day
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Was there I met with a bonnie lass,
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a clothe at all in grey
Her journey was to London
with butter, milk and whey
To come down, down, down, down,
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down, down, down
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And so he spoke to this fair lass,
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Sweetheart, you're well o 'ertook.
With that she cast her head aside,
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And gave to him a look.
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Then presently this young pair,
Both hands together shook,
To come down, down, down, down,
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down -a -down -a -down.
And as they rode along the way,
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together side by side,
The maiden it so chanced,
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her garter was untied,
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For fear that she should lose it,
Look here, sweetheart," he cried,
Your garter's down, down, down,
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down, down.
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Good sir, then quote the maiden fair,
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I pray you take the pain
To do a favour unto me
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And take it up again.
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With the right goodwill the
young man spoke,
When I come to yonder plain,
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I will take you down, down, down,
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down, down.
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And when they came unto the place
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upon the grass so green,
The maid she held her leg so wide,
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the young man slipped between,
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Such tying of a garter
you have but seldom seen,
To come down, down, down, down,
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down, down, down.
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And thus, sweet Tibb of Tottingham,
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She lost her maiden head,
But yet it is no matter,
For it stood her in small stead,
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For it did often trouble her
As she lay in her bed
To come down, down, down, down,
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down -a, down -a, down.
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You maidens, wives, and widows,
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that now do hear my song,
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When young men proffer kindness,
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pray take it short or long,
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For there is no such comfort
as lying with a man
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Time to come down, down, down, down,
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down, down, down.
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