Tonart: F major•
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Near famous Covent Garden,
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A dome there stands on high,
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Where kings are represented,
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And queens in metered eye,
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The both and men of business,
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Diversions hither bring,
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To hear the wanton doxies print,
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And see them dance and sing,
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With a fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la -la,
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With a fa -la -la -la -la -la.
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Here Phyllis is the darling,
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as she herself gives out
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As tight a lass as ever,
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She's brisk and gay and cunning,
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and wants a wedlock yoke
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Her mother was before her,
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as good as ever stroked
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With a fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la -la,
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with a fa -la -la -la -la.
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Young suitors she had many,
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from squire up to lord,
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And daily she refused them,
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for virtue was the word.
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A saint she would be thought,
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and assembled all she could,
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But jolly rakes all knew she was of
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playhouse flesh and blood,
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And her fa la la la, la la la la la,
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and her fa la la la la.
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Her mother, when encouraged
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with warm Geneva dose,
Still cried,
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To keep thy hunches close.
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This made her stand out stoutly,
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Opposing all that come,
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And twenty demy cannons
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still were mounted at her bum,
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And her fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la -la,
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And her fa -la -la -la -la -la.
The knight and country squire
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were shot with her disdain
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The lawyer was outwitted,
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the hardy soldier slain
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The bluff tarpaulin sailor,
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in vain, cried hard a port
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She baffled all the shirks at sea
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as the country town and court
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With her fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la,
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and her fa -la -la -la -la
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The god of love grown angry
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that Phyllis seemed so shy
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Resolved her pride to humble
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and rout her pish and fie
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He sent a slow -foot tailor
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who knew well how to stitch
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And in a little time had found
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a button for her bridge
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And her fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la -la
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And her fa -la -la -la -la -la
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Yet was it not so close,
but is known without all doubt,
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A little human figure has
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And though some petty scandal
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pursue this venial fact,
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Her mother swears and does
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avow her honor is intact,
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And her fa -la -la -la, la -la -la -la -la,
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And her fa -la -la -la -la. you
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