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Traditional
- I care not for these ladies
That must be wooed and praised,
Give me kind Amarillis,
The wanton countrey maide.
Nature art disdaineth,
Her beauty is her own
Who when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go,
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.
- If I love Amarillis
She gives me fruit and flowers,
But if we love these ladies
We must give them golden showers,
Give them gold that sell love,
Give me the nutbrowne lass.
Who when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go,
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.
- These ladies must have pillows,
And beds by strangers wrought,
Give me a bower of willowes,
Of moss and leaves unbought,
And fresh Amarillis
With milk and honie fed.
Who when we court and kiss,
She cries forsooth let go,
But when we come where comfort is
She never will say no.
From the collection Songs From Hazzards Huzzah