Traditional
The Lass of London City
[Verse 1]
Well as I was a-walking up White Copper Alley
As I was a-walking out one fine day
A lass neat and pretty from fair London City
Her cheeks were like roses, her colour was gay

[Verse 2]
And I stepped up to her a-thinking to gain her
Saying, "Where are you going you, my pretty fair maid?"
And kisses I vented and love I pretended
For all was in vain 'cause she was a maid

[Verse 3]
"Oh, I cannot, I will not, I shall not, I dare not
Submit to your passions for I am afraid
Friends will discover I have a new lover
And then they will call me a wanton young jade"

[Verse 4]
But I said, "My dear, there's no need to fear
We'll go to some inn where we shall not be known"
And then she relented, at last she consented
"But first, kind sir, some money pay down"

[Verse 5]
And hearing these words it made me right anxious
To think I should purchase a pretty fair maid
And when she demanded five guineas, 'twas granted
And when we'd had supper we went to bed
[Verse 6]
But I being tired and weary of drinking
And I being tired and weary of play
I fell a-nodding and she fell a-robbing
And left the old bedroom before it was day

[Verse 7]
And I turned to kiss her and then I missed her
I looked for my wallet right under my head
But the lady had plundered, I roared out like thunder
All was in vain for the lady had fled

[Verse 8]
And it's not my gold watch or my silver I value
It's not my gold watch or my silver I crave
I think some young doctor will be my conductor
I wish I'd not met with that pretty fair maid