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Title
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No money and plenty
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Singer
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Mills, James
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
I often travelled the North countree,
Seeking for good company;
Good company I could always find,
But never one girl to my mind.
Chorus
Whack fol i dee,
Whack fol i dee,
And in my pocket not one penny.
Verse 2
I saddled my pony and away I did ride,
Till I came to an alehouse close by the road side [roadside];
I boldly got off and I sat myself down,
And called for a jug of good ale that was brown.
Chorus
Verse 3
As I sat drinking in front of my eyes,
There were two gentlemen playing at dice;
As they were at play, and I looking on,
They took me to be a respectable man.
Chorus
Verse 4
As I sat there, they asked me to play,
I asked them the wager, what would they lay;
One said a guinea, the other five pound,
The wager was laid, but the money not down.
Chorus
Verse 5
I picked up the dice, I threw them all in,
It happened to be my good fortune to win;
If they had won, and I should have lost,
Then I must have sold my little black horse.
Chorus
Verse 6
I stopped there all night, until the next day,
I asked the landlady what I had to pay;
She said, 'Kiss me and love me, and then go your way,
If you stop any longer you'll have money to pay.'
Chorus
