Ye Town Crier
Ye Town Crier
Ye Crier walks all over townAnd loudly rings his bell,And to ye gaping villagersHis messages doth tell.Ye child that’s strayed, ye auction sale,Ye good news and ye ill,He cries it forth upon ye street,And all may hear who will.Ye Crier he hath gone his way,And for him oft we grieveWhen papers print so many thingsNobody can believe.
Ye Crier walks all over townAnd loudly rings his bell,And to ye gaping villagersHis messages doth tell.Ye child that’s strayed, ye auction sale,Ye good news and ye ill,He cries it forth upon ye street,And all may hear who will.Ye Crier he hath gone his way,And for him oft we grieveWhen papers print so many thingsNobody can believe.
Ye Crier walks all over town
And loudly rings his bell,
And to ye gaping villagers
His messages doth tell.
Ye child that’s strayed, ye auction sale,
Ye good news and ye ill,
He cries it forth upon ye street,
And all may hear who will.
Ye Crier he hath gone his way,
And for him oft we grieve
When papers print so many things
Nobody can believe.
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