Lusty Young Smith

A lusty young smith at his vice stood a-filing
His hammer lay by, but his forge still a-glowed
When to him a buxom young damsel came smiling
And asked if to work at her forge he would go

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With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle bang jingle
With a jingle bang, jingle bang, jingle high-ho

"I will" said the smith, and they went off together
Along to the young damsel's forge they did go
They stripped to go to it, twas hot work and hot weather
She kindled a fire, and she soon made him glow

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Her husband she said no good work could afford her
His strength and his tools were worn out long ago
The smith said "Well mine are in very good order
And now I am ready my skill for to show"

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Red hot grew his iron, as both did desire
But he was too wise not to strike while twas so
Said she "What I get, I get out of the fire
So prithee strike home and redouble the blow"

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Six times did his iron, by vigorous heating
Grow soft in the forge in a minute or so
And often was hardened, still beating and beating
But the more it was softened, it hardened more slow

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When the smith rose to go, quoth the dame full of sorrow
"O what I would give could my husband do so
Good lad with your hammer come hither tomorrow
But pray could you use it once more ere you go?"

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- Not Necesarily Medieval songs, We'd all like to sing