Hexamshire Lass Songtext / Lyric

Away with the buff and the blue

And away with the cap and feather

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Her father loves her well, her mother loves her dearer

I love them better than them both but, man, I can't get near her

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

If only I could be lying there aside her

While I must bide here, my arms'll be denied her

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Her skin is like the silk and her hair is like the silver



Her breasts are deep and cool, they'll warm when I get near her

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Ah, this love of mine, oh, this love, I am weary

Sleep I can't get none for thinking of my dearie

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Away with the? gilded? shield and away with the cap and feather

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Away with the buff and the blue

Away with the cap and feather

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire

Off with the . . . and over the moss and the mire

I want to see my lass who lives in Hexhamshire