Pray which of us will you have, sir (repeat as above).
[Forgotten, but the girls evidently decline to part with one of their number.]
You are all too black and too blousy (repeat). We're far too good for you, sir (repeat).
--Isle of Man (A. W. Moore). Played at a Manx Vicarage nearly sixty years ago (Rev. T. G. Brown).
XXV. Here comes a Jew a riding, With the ransom, tansom, tissimi, O!
And pray what is your will, sir? (as above).
They are all too black and too browsy, &c.
Then I'll take one of your daughters, &c.
--Forest of Dean, Gloucester (Miss Matthews).
XXVI. The Campsie dukes a-riding, a-riding, a-riding; The Campsie dukes a riding, come a rincey, dincey, dee.
XXVII. Five dukes comes here a-ridin', A-ridin' fast one day; Five dukes comes here a-riding, With a hansom, dansom day.
What do you want with us, sirs, With us, sirs, &c.
We want some wives to marry us, To marry us, to marry us, &c.
Will you marry us, Miss Nancy, Miss Nancy, Miss Nancy, &c.
Will you marry us to-day, Miss? &c. (to another girl).
XXVIII. There's three dukes a-riding, a-riding, There's three dukes a-riding, Come a ransin, tansin, my gude wife. Come a ransin, tansin te-dee, Before I take my evening walk, I'll have a handsome lady, The fairest one that I do see.
XXIX. One duck comes a-ridin', sir, a-ridin', sir, A-ridin' to marry you.
There's some of us ready to dance, sir; Ready to dance and sing; There's some of us ready to dance, sir, And ready to marry you.
Then come to me, my darlin', my darlin', darlin' day, With a ransom, tansom, tansom, tansom tay.
XXX. There's a young man that wants a sweetheart-- Wants a sweetheart--wants a sweetheart-- There's a young man that wants a sweetheart, To the ransom tansom tidi-de-o.
Let him come out and choose his own, Choose his own, choose his own; Let him come out and choose his own, To the ransom tansom tidi-de-o.
They are all too black and brawny, They sit in the sun uncloudy, With golden chains around their necks, They are too black and brawny.
I'll walk in the kitchen, and walk in the hall, I'll take the fairest among you all; The fairest of all that I can see, Is pretty Miss Watts, come out to me. Will you come out?
Naughty Miss Watts she won't come out, She won't come out, she won't come out; Naughty Miss Watts she won't come out, To help us in our dancing. Won't you come out?