#2117 - 1. Twickenham Ferry / 2. Last Rose of Summer
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Lyrics:
O hoi-ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho who's for the ferry?
(The briar's in bud the sun going down,)
And I'll row ye so quick and I'll row ye so steady,
And 'tis but a penny to Twickenham Town.
The Ferryman's slim and the Ferryman's young,
And he's just a soft twang in the turn of his tongue;
And he's fresh as a pippin and brown as a berry;
And 'tis but a penny to Twickenham Town.
chorus:
Oh-oi-ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho, Ho!
O hoi-ye-ho, Ho-ye-ho I'm for the ferry?
(The briar's in bud the sun going down.)
And it's late as it is, and I haven't a penny,
And how shall I get me to Twickenham Town?
She'd a rose in her bonnet, and Oh! she look'd sweet
As the little pink flower that grows in the wheat;
With her cheeks like a rose, and her lips like a cherry;
And sure and you're welcome to Twickenham Town.
O hoi-ye-ho, Ho you're too late for the ferry?
(The briar's in bud the sun going down.)
And he's not rowing quick, and he's not rowing steady;
You'd think 'twas a journey to Twickenham Town.
O hoi, and O ho, you may call as you will,
The moon is a rising on Petersham Hill;
And with Love like a rose in the stern of the wherry,
There's danger in crossing to Twickenham Town.
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