Nix my dolly, &c.
But I slipp’d my darbies one morn in May,
And gave to the dubsman a holiday,—
Fake away!
And here I am, pals, merry and free,
A regular rollicking Romany;
Nix my dolly, &c.
W. Harrison Ainsworth.
“Dear Bill, This Stone-Jug.”
Nix my dolly, &c.
But I slipp’d my darbies one morn in May,
And gave to the dubsman a holiday,—
Fake away!
And here I am, pals, merry and free,
A regular rollicking Romany;
Nix my dolly, &c.
W. Harrison Ainsworth.
“Dear Bill, This Stone-Jug.”