09c Tom the Drover or the Brindled Bull (version 1, excised)

        Tom the Drover or the Brindled Bull

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It was on Easter Monday, Spring time of the year
Rolling Tom the Drover to Smithfield did repair
His Togs were light and clever, his dogs were staunch and free
With a blue Birds eye round his squeeze, and his garters below his knees.
                                   Ri tol, ide idde idde, & tol–ri tol  &c.

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The Blades of the Town were a lurking to turn out a young bridled bull
Turn him back, turn him back,* was the token at his tail they began, for to pull
Till a knowing youn[g] blowen from the Garden happened by chance to come by
Crying, blast you why dont you hox him, you’ll never turn a bull without you try

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* When a bullock was selected for a hunt, a shout of turn him back, turn him back, roaring, and whistling through the fingers placed upon the tongue, were always got up, and performed.

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