The valiant Commander, with his resolute LADY. Showing, 
A brief discourse of a Commander bold,  
Who had a wife was worth her weight in gold,  
She bravely Fought to save her Husband's life,  
Let all men judge, was not this a valia●●●●fe.   
To a new Northern tune, called, I would give ten thousand pounds she were in Shrewsbury. Or, Ned Smith.  
 a man and woman dressed formally, the woman holding a fan  

GAllants come list a while  
a story I shall tell,  
Of a Commander bold,  
and what to him befell,  
He was besieged round,  
in Chester City fair.  
His Lady being with him,  
which filled his heart with care,  
This unto her he said  
dearest come thou to me,  
I would give ten thousand pound  
thou wert in Shrewsbury.   

O my own hearts delight,  
my joy and Turtle Dove,  
More dear than mine own life,  
heavens know I do thee love,  
Those beauteous looks of thine,  
my senses set on fire,  
Yea though I love thee well,  
thy absence I desire.  
Dearest come thou to me, etc.   

Thy fair red coloured cheeks,  
and thy bright shining eye,  
Makes me always inflamed  
with thy sweet company.  
Thy breath smells far more sweet,  
then doth sweet frankincense  
And yet for all those fames  
I wish thee farther hence.  
This makes me sing and say, etc.   

Look how my Uncle stands  
I dare not come him near,  
Because I love the King  
and am a Cavalear,  
Yet for my Lady and her son,  
my heart doth bleed for thee,  
I would give ten thousand pound  
they were in Shrewsbury.  
They were in Shrewsbury,  
some comfort for to find,  
Amongst the Cavaliers  
to ease a troubled mind.   

My heart bléeds in my breast,  
for my fair Lady's sake,  
And how to save her life,  
I know no course to take  
Mark how the drums do beat  
and warlike Trumpets sound,  
See how the Musqueteers  
have now begirt us round.  
They Soldiers they cry out,  
kill, kill, no quarter give,  
What hopes then can I have;  
that my true love should live.   
 two men and a woman travelling with goods on their backs in a wood with a dog  

WHen he thus spoken had,  
his Lady be forlook,  
And with a manly heart  
his sword in hand he took,  
Farewell my Lady dear,  
now will I bandy blows,  
And fight myself to death,  
amongst my desperate foes,  
Dearest farewell from me,  
dearest farewell from me,  
I would give ten thousand pound,  
thou wert in Shrewsbury.   

His Lady seeing then,  
the danger they were in,  
She like a Soldier bold,  
nobly then did begin  
My trusty love quoth she  
since thou so valiant art  
What are becomes of me,  
stoutly I'll take thy part.  
Dearest cast care away,  
let kisses comfort thee,  
Thou and I'll ne'er departed,  
I'll live and die with thee.   

Put me on man's attire,  
give me a soldier's Coat,  
I'll make King Charles his foes,  
quickly to change their note.  
Cock your match prime pour pan,  
let piercing bullets fly,  
I do not care a Pin  
whether I live or die.  
Dearest cast care away,  
let kisses comfort thee,  
Thou and I'll ne'er departed,  
I'll live and die with thee.   

She took a Musket then,  
and a sword by her side,  
In disguise like a man,  
her valour so she tried.  
And with her True-love she  
march forth courageously,  
And made away with speed  
quite through the Enemy.  
Dearest cast care away,  
let kisses comfort thee,  
Thou and I'll ne'er departed,  
I'll live and die with thee.   

Their Soldiers brave and bold,  
behaved themselves so well,  
That all the Northern parts  
of their deserts can tell  
Thus have you heard the news  
of a most valiant wight,  
And of his Lady brave,  
how stoutly they did fight,  
Dearest cast care away,  
let kisses comfort thee,  
Thou and I'll ne'er departed,  
I'll live and die with thee.