Anyone ever found these two books playing the game normally?
Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2004 1:33 am
(In SI, only, that is)
DRINKING SONGS DUPRE TAUGHT ME, VOL. 1
Come all of ye trades and ye tradesmen,
and let ye be wise that are fools.
But remember each day that your friends would decay
if a maid did not look to your tools.
The blacksmith, the smokey old blacksmith,
'tis known as a jolly old fellow.
But his iron would burn old,
and his fire would grow cold,
If a maid did not blow up the bellows.
And then there's the candlestick makers,
he works up the tallows so quick.
But his craft would be marred, and the works not get hard,
If a maid did not hold up the wick.
The ploughman, the jolly old ploughman,
he follows the plot in the silt.
But 'tis ne'er a clod turned,
if a maid had not learned him
To drive the blade up the hilt.
The brewer, the jolly old brewer,
he maketh very fine ale.
But his brew would be waste,
if there's no maid to taste,
And make sure it doesn't grow stale.
So come all ye journeymen,
craftsmen,
and all that are appreciated to trade.
For 'tis ne'er a screw
or a nut that would be turned,
If it weren't for the help of a maid!
DRINKING SONGS THAT DUPRE TAUGHT ME, VOL. 2
ROLL THY LEG OVER
If all the young ladies were little white rabbits,
I'd be a hare and teach them bad habits!
Refrain:
Roll thy leg over,
roll they leg over,
Roll thy leg over
the man in the moon
If all the young ladies were bricks in a pile,
I'd be a mason and lay them all in style!
If all the ladies were cocks in the hay,
I'd be a hen, I'd have a goof lay.
If all the young ladies were bats in a steeple, and I were a bat, there'd be more bats than people
If all the young ladies were bells in a tower,
and I were a clapper, I'd ring every hour!
If all the young ladies were doors of stout wood,
and I were a knocker, I'd bang them up good!
If all the young ladies were stones in a mill,
and I were some grain, between them I'd spill...
If all the young ladies were coconuts sweet,
I'd suck out their juices and chew on their meat.
If all the young ladies were birds in their nests,
I'd be an egg and lie under their breasts.
DRINKING SONGS DUPRE TAUGHT ME, VOL. 1
Come all of ye trades and ye tradesmen,
and let ye be wise that are fools.
But remember each day that your friends would decay
if a maid did not look to your tools.
The blacksmith, the smokey old blacksmith,
'tis known as a jolly old fellow.
But his iron would burn old,
and his fire would grow cold,
If a maid did not blow up the bellows.
And then there's the candlestick makers,
he works up the tallows so quick.
But his craft would be marred, and the works not get hard,
If a maid did not hold up the wick.
The ploughman, the jolly old ploughman,
he follows the plot in the silt.
But 'tis ne'er a clod turned,
if a maid had not learned him
To drive the blade up the hilt.
The brewer, the jolly old brewer,
he maketh very fine ale.
But his brew would be waste,
if there's no maid to taste,
And make sure it doesn't grow stale.
So come all ye journeymen,
craftsmen,
and all that are appreciated to trade.
For 'tis ne'er a screw
or a nut that would be turned,
If it weren't for the help of a maid!
DRINKING SONGS THAT DUPRE TAUGHT ME, VOL. 2
ROLL THY LEG OVER
If all the young ladies were little white rabbits,
I'd be a hare and teach them bad habits!
Refrain:
Roll thy leg over,
roll they leg over,
Roll thy leg over
the man in the moon
If all the young ladies were bricks in a pile,
I'd be a mason and lay them all in style!
If all the ladies were cocks in the hay,
I'd be a hen, I'd have a goof lay.
If all the young ladies were bats in a steeple, and I were a bat, there'd be more bats than people
If all the young ladies were bells in a tower,
and I were a clapper, I'd ring every hour!
If all the young ladies were doors of stout wood,
and I were a knocker, I'd bang them up good!
If all the young ladies were stones in a mill,
and I were some grain, between them I'd spill...
If all the young ladies were coconuts sweet,
I'd suck out their juices and chew on their meat.
If all the young ladies were birds in their nests,
I'd be an egg and lie under their breasts.