Martin Carthy And Dave Swarbrick - Newlyn Town lyrics

In Newlyn Town I was bred and born At Stephen's Green there I die in scorn I served me time at the saddling trade And I was always And I was always a roving blade At seventeen I took a wife And I loved her dear as I loved me life To keep her happy both night and day I went a robbing I went a robbing on the broad highway I robbed Lord Golding I do declare And Lady Mansfield in Grosvenor Square I shut the shutters and bid them good night And home I took my loot And home I took my loot to my heart's delight To Covent Garden we went straightway To Covent Garden to see a play Ned Fielding's gang there did me pursue And I was taken And I was taken by that cursed crew And when I'm dead and go to my grave A fine and flashy funeral let me have With six bold highwaymen to carry me Give them broadswords Oh give them broadswords and sweet liberty Oh six pretty doxies to carry my pall Give them white ribbons and gloves and all That when I'm gone they will tell me true There goes a wild young man There goes a wild young man and a wicked youth