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Title
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Butter and cheese and all
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Singer
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Dawson, John
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
It's a pity you should tease me so,
Or tempt me for to sing,
You know it never lay in my power
To do any such thing;
But since that you do plague me so,
I'll see what I can do,
And when I come to the chorus,
You must all help me, too.
Verse 2
I fell in love with a greasy cook -
The truth I won't deny -
And why a cook should be my choice,
I'll tell you the reason why;
Because she had plenty of good pies,
Plum pudding and roast beef,
And when my belly was empty,
She gave to it relief.
Verse 3
I received an invitation
Some supper for to take,
And kindly did accept it,
All for my belly's sake;
And after the supper was over
Of the cupboard she took the keys,
One pocket she crammed with butter,
And the other she crammed with cheese.
Verse 4
I had not been talking with her long -
About half an hour or more -
Before the master of the house
Came rap tapping at the door;
And I, not knowing where to hide,
Up the chimney then did fly,
And there I sat on the kater log,
Like a sweep exalted high.
Verse 5
I had not been sitting up there long,
A-sitting at my ease,
Before the fire began to melt my butter,
Likewise to toast my cheese;
And every drop that fell below,
It made the fire to flare,
The master up the chimney peeped,
And swore the devil was there.
Verse 6
Then up they got upon the chimney top,
And threw some water down,
They swilled me out at the bottom,
And I ran up the town;
The dogs did bark as I did run,
The children they did squall,
And all the old women cried out, 'Well done!
There does butter and cheese and all.'
