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The Entertaining History of Jobson & Nell

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Near the Sign of the BellLiv'd Jobson and NellAnd cobbling of Shoes was his tradeThey agreed very wellThe neighbors did tellFor he was a funny old blade.


But Jobson loved whiskeyWhich made him so friskeyHis noddle when once it got inThat frolick he mustAnd kick up a dustFor his customers cared not a pin.


The Parson did sendHis Shoes for to mendTo take him on Sunday to ChurchBut Jobson he sworeHe would cobble no moreTho' the people where left in the lurch.


Poor Nell then beganTo persuade her good manThe soles for to cobble once moreQuoth Jobson you elfHe may do them himselfFor many he's cobbled before.


Now Sunday is comeAnd the Shoes are not doneNell called Jobson a very great SinnerBy his fine frisking AirsThe folks got no PrayersAnd poor Nell and he got no Dinner.


But the Parson good manIt was always his planTo have on a sunday good cheerBoth roast Beef and puddingWith every thing good inBesides some October strong Beer.


Then out Jobson setIn a deuce of a petFor he liked not to fast in the leastAnd the Parson and heOn this point did agreeThey were far better pleas'd at a feast.


To the Parson's he goesFor Jobson's good NoseWas led by the savory smellHe caught up the roastTho 'tis nothing to boastAnd carried it safe home to Nell.


When the Parson's old CookFor the Meat came to lookShe vow'd 'twas a shocking disasterAnd thought this bad newsWould vex more than the ShoesSo in tears ran to tell her old Master.


The Parson he griev'dAs it may be believ'dWhen he heard of the loss of his BeefHis haste was so greatHe forgot his bald PateAnd ran out in pursuit of the Thief.


The Parson he call'dAnd the Parson he bawl'dThat running so fast shook his BellyWhen he reached Jobson's HouseHe was mute as a MouseHe was very near turned to a Jelly.


When he found his roast BeefIt gave him reliefTo think he his meal should not loseDown together they satAnd eat both lean and fatAnd forgave Jobson keeping the Shoes.


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Transcriber's Note:The spelling of "where" in "Tho' the people where left in the lurch." has been left as it appears in the original....