It's of a London co*kney I now will relate He went into the country to find himself a mate He went into the country to find himself a mate He rode and he rode until he came to some public town And there he alighted to drink at the Crown And there he alighted to drink at the Crown A beautiful damsel he there did espy Which caused him to tarry and therefore to bide Which caused him to tarry and therefore to bide He said, “My fair damsel, if you will be mine Then all the gold and silver I have shall be thine Then all the gold and silver I have shall be thine.” But a ploughboy was standing by and hearin' him say so He said, “Me London co*kney, I know what I know,” He said, “Me London co*kney, I know what I know.” “We shall take up our arrows and go fight in the field We'll fight a good battle and gain her good will We'll fight a good battle and gain her good will.” And when he said this, he gave him such a blow “Oh, now me London co*kney, you know what I know! Now me London co*kney, you know what I know!” Oh, it never shall be said on all the plough bench That a ploughboy was not willin' to fight for his wench That a ploughboy was not willin' to fight for his wench “Oh, carry me to London and there let me die Don't let me die here in a strange country Don't let me die here in a strange country.”