Go Bring Me a Lass

Go Bring Me A Lass - Ed McCurdy

Ho boy hey boy come come away boy

And bring me my longing desire:

A lass that is neat and can well do the feat

When lusty young blood is on fire

Let her body be tall let her waist be small

And her age not above eighteen;

Let her care for no bed but here let her spread

Her mantle upon the green

Let her have cherry lips

Where I nectar may sip

Let her eyes be as black as a sloe

Dangling locks I do love

So that those hang above

Are the same with what grows below

Let her face be fair her breasts be bare

And a voice let her have that can warble;

Let her belly be soft but to mount me aloft

Let her bounding buttocks be marble