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A SURREY SONG, by                    
First Line: I was a man of mitchen
Last Line: And mitchen for a thief.
Subject(s): Flirtation


I was a man of Mitchen,
And she from Croydon fared
To serve in Parson's kitchen
With rosy arms half-bared.

She minced and rolled beef pasty,
She baked a mutton-pie;
And I was ever hasty,
I kissed her on the sly.

For it's
Sutton for mutton,
Carshalton for beef,
Croydon for a pretty girl,
And Mitchen for a thief.

My ears were soon burned scarlet
What way she cuffed me then;
With, "Shame! you thieving varlet --
You'm like all Mitchen men."

To prove I was not stealing,
And took her words amiss,
And show her honest dealing --
I gave her back her kiss.

For it's
Sutton for mutton,
Carshalton for beef,
Croydon for a pretty girl,
And Mitchen for a thief.





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