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Will you come with me, Maggie, to Stagshaw Bank Fair?

Come with you where—come with you where?

Do you fancy a lass has naught better to do

Than to go gallivanting, Ned Nixon, with you?

If you come with me, Maggie, I’ll buy you a ring.

You’ll do no such thing—you’ll do no such thing.

Do you fancy I’d let my lad squander his pence

On tokens and trinkets and such-like nonsense?

Come, Maggie, come, Maggie, we’re only once young!

Now hold your fool’s tongue—now hold your fool’s tongue!

If we’re only young once it behoves us to be

A common-sense couple and act cannily.

Time enough, Maggie, for sense when were old.

Does copper turn gold—does copper turn gold,

Or a guff turn wiseacre at three-score-and-ten?

Anyhow, I’m for taking no chances with men.

Then must I go lonesome to Stagshaw Bank Fair?

What do I care—what do I care?

But if you go lonesome I’d have you to know

It’s lonesome the rest of your life you will go.