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T:The Good Old Leathern Bottle
B:Broadwood, Lucy, 1893, English Country Songs, Leadenhall Press, London
S:Mr Bennell and Mr Heywood Sumner
Z:Lucy Broadwood
F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs
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w:Come all you lads_ and lass-*es, to-get-*er let_ us go_
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w:In-to some pleas-ant corn__ field_ our cour-age for to shew!
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w:With the good old lea-*thern bot_ tle And the beer_ it shall_ be brown_
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w:We'll reap and skip to-ge-*ther, boys, till bright Phoe-bus does go down *
W:Come all you lads and lasses, together let us go
W:Into some pleasant cornfield, our courage for to shew,
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:With reaphook and the sickle so well we'll clear the land,
W:The farmer says, "Well done, my lads, here's liquor at your command."
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:By daylight in the morning, when birds do sweetly sing,
W:They are such charming creatures, they make the valley ring,
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:Then in comes lovely Nancy, the corn all for to lay,
W:She is my charming creature, I must begin to pray;
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:She how she gathers, binds it, she folds it in her arms,
W:Then she gives it to some waggoner to fill the farmer's barns.
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:Now harvest's done and ended, the corn secure from harm,
W:All for to go to market, boys, we must thresh in the barn.
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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W:Here's a health to all you farmers, likewise to all you men,
W:I wish you health and happiness till harvest comes again.
W:(Chorus:)
W:With the good old leathern bottle, and the beer it shall be brown,
W:We'll reap and skip together, boys, till bright Phoebus does go down.
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