As I was going up Pippen Hill

As I was going up Pippen Hill,
Pippen Hill was dirty,
there I met a pretty miss,
and she dropped me a curtsey.
Little miss, pretty miss,
blessing shine upon you!
If I had half a crown a day,
I’d spend it all upon you.

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