Volume 5 — A SONG.
Reading edition
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BRing out your Coney-Skins Bring out your Coney-Skins Maids to me, And hold them fair that I may see, Grey, Black and Blue, for the smaller Skins I’ll give you Bracelets, Laces, Pins, And for your whole Coney Here’s ready Money, Come gentle Joan, do thou begin With thy black Coney, thy black Coney-Skin, And Mary and Joan will follow, With their Silver-hair’d Skins and yellow; The White Coney-Skin I will not lay by, For tho’ it be faint, it is fair to the Eye: The Grey it is worn, but yet for my Money, Give me the bonny, bonny black Coney; Come away fair Maids, your Skins will decay, Come and take Money Maids, put your Wares away: Ha’ye any Coney-Skins, ha’ye any Coney-Skins, Ha’ye any Coney-Skins here to sell?
