Away with the buff and the blue, and away with the cap and feather;
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire.
Chorus
Off to the sadie skey and over the moss and the mire
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire
Her father loves her well, her mother loves her dearer;
I love her better than them both but, man, I can't get near her.
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If only I could be lying there aside her
While I watched my dear my arms would be denied her.
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Her skin is like the silk and her hair is like the silver
Her breast are deep but full, they'll fall when I get near her
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Of this love of mine, of this love I am weary;
Sleep I can't get none for thinking of my dearie
[Chorus:]
Away with the parson's shilling and away with the cap and feather
I want to see my lass who lives in hexhamshire
[Chorus:]
(4 instrumental verses)
(repeat first verse.)