New Fashions, Cries and Ballades of London

Come follow me, merrily my mates, lets all agree and make no faults. Take heed of time tune and ear, and then without all doubt, we need not fear to sing this catch throughout. Malkin was a country maid, trick and trim as she might be, she would needs to the court, she said, to sell ilk and firmentry. Hey ho! Have with you now to Westminster, but before you come there, because the way is far, some pretty talk let's hear. Adieu, you dainty dame, go whiter you will for me, you are the very same, I took you for to be.