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No. 20 - Song - Nan and Chorus - "Come to Devonshire."

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Nan: Oh, London girls are all
So haughty, proud and chilly,
Chorus: Chilly, chilly! Haughty, and proud and chilly!
Nan: In Devonshire we call
That sort of maid a silly,
Chorus: Silly, silly! Call such a maid a silly!
Nan: A man may come to woo,
The lady likes him too,
She looks as if her neck was stiff,
And says, "How do you do?"
A girl would stay alone all day
If she did that down Devonshire way!
Come down to Devonshire,
When it's courting you require;
If you want the place to find
Where a maid will speak her mind,
Come along to Devonshire!
Chorus: Come down to Devonshire,
When it's courting you require;
If you want the place to find
Where a maid will speak her mind,
Come along to Devonshire!
   
Nan: A London lass that's won
Will stay engaged for ever,
Chorus: Ever, ever! Wait for a man for ever!
Nan: We don't think waiting fun,
Our word is "now or never,"
Chorus: Never, never! Marry him now or never!
Nan: And when a maid's a wife
She stays so all her life;
She isn't forced to get divorced
Before you can say "knife!"
In town, they say, "Wives go and play,"
We do some work down Devonshire way!
Come down to Devonshire,
If it's wives that you desire;
For a wife that doesn't flirt,
And will wash your Sunday shirt,
Come along to Devonshire!
Chorus: Come down to Devonshire,
If it's wives that you desire;
For a wife that doesn't flirt,
And will wash your Sunday shirt,
Come along to Devonshire!
   
Nan: Oh, Devonshire's the sort
To come and live a-while in,
Chorus: While in, while in! Where you may live a-while in!
Nan: We wear a frock that's short
Enough to cross a stile in,
Chorus: Stile in, stile in! Jumping across a stile in
Nan: Your London gowns are wide,
I feel I'm lost inside;
They hide your toes where no one knows,
And that's just all they hide!
Our dresses may be not so gay,
We keep them on down Devonshire way!
Come down to Devonshire,
For the girls that you admire;
If you want a maid like me,
With an ankle fit to see,
Come along to Devonshire!
Chorus: Come down to Devonshire,
For the girls that you admire;
If you want a maid like me,
With an ankle fit to see,
Come along to Devonshire!

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