There is an Alehouse- Harrington (Hamp) 1908 Guyer
[Fragment from George Gardiner Manuscript Collection (GG/1/20/1241).
R. Matteson 2017]
There is an Alehouse- sung by Frank Harrington of Hampshire on September 29, 1908. Collectors: G.B. Gardiner and John F. Guyer.
1. There's an alehouse in our town
Where my love goes and sits him down;
And he takes strange girls upon his knee
He smiles on them but he frowns on me.
Now when I wore my apron low,
He followed me through frost and snow,
But now my gown it will not pin,
My love passes by but he says nothing,
I wish to God the babe was born
And smiling on his dadda's arm,
Whilst I poor girl all in cold clay,
And the green grass growing over me.