Taking his beer with old Anarcharsis

Ta-king his beer with old An-ar-char-sis,
quoth sur-ly swash buck-ler "Your wife Sir mine A-is"
"Vous a-vez" quoth sage She's a home-ly brown lass
but af-ter a bum-per or two she may pass
Th' ad-vice was so right it con-verted Sir Knight
who all his life af-ter drank Sat-ur-day Night

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(the original is slightly different to how we know it - this is the original version.. hope it doesn't confuse too much.)

Once, Twice, Thrice

Once, Twice, Thrice
I Ju-lia try'd, the scorn ful puss as oft de-ny'd.
And since, and since, I can no bet-ter bet-ter thrive,
I'll cringe to ne'er a bitch a-live.
So kiss my arse, so kiss my arse, so kiss my arse,
so kiss my arse, dis-dain-ful sow!
Good cla-ret, good cla-ret is my mis-tress now.

original is in G minor - which may be fine for us to sing.
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As Roger last night

(ooo rudey!)

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As Ro-ger last night
to Jen-ny lay close
he pull'd out his Bud-get
& gave her a dose
of tick-ling no soo-ner
kind Jen-ny did find
but with laugh-ing she Purg'd
both be-fore and be-hind
"Pox take it" quoth Ro-ger
he must him-self be
be-side that gives Pills
Pills a-gainst Wind a-gainst Tide

original in C min.

My Man John

(The Riddle explain'd) Maid Mary having broke the handle of her Hair Broom & hearing that Man John had a long stick that wou'd fitt it, desir'd him to put it in for her.

original melody is in Bb, here it's in E to be easier to sing for us.
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My man John had a thing that was long,
My maid Ma-ry had a thing that was hai-ry,
my man John put his thing that was long in-to
my maid Ma-ry's thing that was hai-ry,
her thing that was hai-ry,
her thing that was hai-ry,
My man John put his thing that was long in-to
my maid Ma-ry's thing that was hai-ry.

My maid Ma-ry then stirr'd it a-bout
till with stir-ring and stir-ring at length it came out,
but then my man John thrust it in once a-gain,
and knock'd it most stout-ly to make it re-main,
to make it re-main,
he knock'd it most stout-ly
he knock'd it to make it re-main, to make it re-main,
he knock'd it most stout-ly to make it re-main.

But John with much knock-ing so wi-den'd the hole,
that is long thing slip'd out still in-spite of his soul,
'till wea-ry'd and vex'd and with knock-ing grown sore,
cry'd 'A pox take the hole, for I'll knock it no more,
a pox take the hole,
pox take the hole,' 'till wea-ry'd and vex'd and with knock-ing grown sore,
cry'd 'A pox take the hole, for I'll knock it no more.'