See also
Song
I Have Grown Old, Goddam It
'I have grown old, goddammit, friends, I have grown old and cannot now,
I have grown old and cannot now sing the songs I use...
Song
Three Beardless Gents
Three beardless gents down from the City,
five hairs between them, what a pity.
Then bré bré bré a fourth sailed in,
from ...
Song
It Is the Custom Every Year
It is the custom every year to mark these days and weeks
with dances for young swains and maids that mothers may rejoice.
S...
Song
On the Last Days of Carnival (Explicit)
On the last days ho, ho! on the last days of Carnival,
on the last days of Carnival the fires are truly fanned
and women ar...
