jenny, jenny; Or, The falsehearted Knight, And Kindhearted Lass.  
●e wooed fair Jenny, but he would not be wed,  
He only sued to get her Maidenhead,  
Which having got, he did poor Jenny slight,  
And left her like a false disloyal Knight,  
Now she that was in hopes to be a Lady,  
Hath time enough to sing ba low my baby.  
To a New Scotch Tune: Or; Jenny, Jenny, etc.  
 
 

THere was a Lass in our Town,  
and she was wondrous fair,  
There was a Knight of high renown,  
and he was wondrous rare;  

'Tis for the love of thee I die,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
'Tis for the love of thee I die  
Jenny, Jenny.    

'Tis pity that a Knight so gay,  
should die for the love of me,  
I had rather lose my life to day,  
than such a thing should be.  

Then gang along with me, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
Then gang along with me, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

What would my Daddy and Mammy say  
if I with thee should been,  
That sure I was run away  
with whom I did not ken.  

Pish, lay all shè blame upon my back,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
Ligones all the blame upon my back,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

But what if I should prove with Child,  
as it perhaps may be,  
Than you must provide a Nursing bower,  
for your young son and me.  

Then down to yonder Green-wood go,  
Jenny, quoth he,  
Then down to yonder Green-wood go,  
Jenny, Jenny.    
 
 

ANd down in yonder green-wood,  
I ken it well of old,  
Where I shall sustain enough of  
both hunger and of cold.  

Then lig the Trees upon the fire,  
Jenny, quoth he,  
Then lig the Trees upon the fire.  
Jenny, Jenny.    

Now you have had your will of me,  
and brought me unto shame,  
If I do beg some boons of ye,  
say not I am too blame:  

Well far thy bonny brow, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
Now tell what thou wouldst have of me:  
Jenny, Jenny.    

 please your kind courtesy  
to gang under yonders town,  
 please your kind courtesy  
to buy me a Silken Gown.  

Mend the old one for a new, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
Mend the old for a new, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

 please you of, kind courtesy  
to gang into yonder Fare,  
 please your kind courtesy,  
to buy me an ambling Mare.  

Ride on thy Spinning-wheel, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
Ride on thy Spinning-wheel, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

I pray you will not angry be  
whilst I beg one small Boon,  
 please your kind courtesy  
to buy me a pair of Shoes.  

Let him that rides thee next, shoe thee qd. he.  
Jenny, Jenny,  
For thou shalt ne'er be shod by me,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

Once more I beg your kind courtesy,  
to gang to yonders Leek,  
And there do so much for me  
as buy me a seeing Kit.  

Kit even in the Well, quoth he,  
Jenny, Jenny,  
For there thy beauty thou mayst see,  
Jenny, Jenny.    

By this young Lasses all may learn  
how they do yield to love,  
And not to trust deluding men,  
that will false hearted prove.  

Had Jenny kept her Maidenhead,  
she might a lived free,  
But now I do lament the case  
of Jenny, Jenny.