
frederick bridge - bold turpin lyrics
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bold turpin vance, on hounslow heath
his black mare bess bestrode+er;
ven there he see’d the bishop’s coach
acoming along the roader
so he gallops close to the orse’s legs
and he claps his head vithin;
and the bishop says, “sure as eggs is eggs
this here’s the bold turpin.”
says turpin, “you shall eat you words
with a s+rs+ of leaden bullet;”
so he puts a pistol to his mouth
and he fires it down his gullet
the coachman he not likin’ the job
set off at a full gallop
but d+ck put a couple of b+lls in his n0b
and pervailed on him to stop
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