Who is it knocks at our door
Says a very nice young lady
Who is it knocks at your door?
Says a very nice young lady
It’s I myself and nobody else
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor,
It’s I myself and nobody else
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor,
Oh! Open the door and let him in
Says this very nice young lady
And where am I to sleep to night
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor
You may sleep on my soft pincushion
Says this very nice young lady
And I´ve a pin, I´ll run it in
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor
I feel it rise between my ––
Says this very nice young lady,
It´s in your –– up to the rim,
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor
Ah! now it’s in let it remain,
Says this very nice young lady
I’ll be d––d if I do, I shall want it again
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor
When shall I have your pin again
Says this very nice young lady
When I can make it stand again
Says Abraham Brown the Sailor
Bodleian Ballad library
Melodie : My heart and Lute
Vergleiche das Lied mit der Zeile „Wo wollt ihr das Bett hernehmen (Schwiegertochter-Schwiegermutter)“
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