Catches, canons and drinking songs

to your rude health,

Text: Come buy my fine wares, plums, apples‥


Come buy my fine wares,
plums, apples, and pears,
a hundred a penny,
in conscience too many,
come will you have any?
my children are seven,
I wish them in heaven,
my husband’s a sot,
with his pipe and his pot,
not a farthing will gain ‘em,
and I must maintain ’em.

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