Martin Carthy And Dave Swarbrick - The Man Of Burnham Town lyrics

In Burnham Town there lived a man And he had such a lovely wife And so dearly she loved bad company So dearly she loved her life, boys, life So dearly she loved her life So this poor man he goes to sea A living for to get If he spent one penny his wife spent two And it's all for the want of wit, boys, wit And it's all for the want of wit When this poor man came home from sea It being late in the night Enquiring for his own dear wife She was his joy and heart's delight, boys, oh his light Oh she was his heart's delight Oh she's just gone down to her sister's Shall I go fetch her in? Then he begun to think, Oh no I'll go meself to drink, boys, drink I'll go meself to drink As he was going down the road He heard such a dismal noise And who should it be but his own dear wife Along with the Burnham boys, brave boys Along with the Burnham boys This poor man stood a-thinking And his heart was nearly broke Then he went back and he fetched the maid While he prepared a rope, a rope While he prepared a rope Then she came a-skipping and a-jumping in Gave him such a joyful kiss Saying, You're welcome home, kind husband dear Long time you have been missed, me boys Long time you have been missed So we'll bar the door so neat and snug And let us go to bed For the pain that do lay in my breast Oh it can no longer wait, me boys Oh it can no longer wait Then he took a stick and he beat her Till she was wonderful sore Forbear, she cried, O husband dear And I'll never do that no more, no more And I'll never do that no more Oh if you do I'll make you rue And curse the day you were born For a cuckolding of your husband dear I'll make you wear the horn, me boy Oh I'll make you wear the horn So all you women in Burnham Come listen unto me And don't you spend your money on waste When your husband is out on the sea, my boys When your husband is out on the sea