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A Proper New Ballad Of The Country And The Town	A
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Phyllida amo ante alias	B
Virg	C
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The ladies of St James's	D
Go swinging to the play	E
Their footmen run before them	F
With a Stand by Clear the way	E
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
She takes her buckled shoon	A
When we go out a courting	C
Beneath the harvest moon	A
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The ladies of St James's	D
Wear satin on their backs	H
They sit all night at Ombre	I
With candles all of wax	H
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
She dons her russet gown	A
And runs to gather May dew	G
Before the world is down	A
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The ladies of St James's	D
They are so fine and fair	I
You'd think a box of essences	D
Was broken in the air	I
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
The breath of heath and furze	D
When breezes blow at morning	C
Is not so fresh as hers	D
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The ladies of St James's	D
They're painted to the eyes	D
Their white it stays for ever	I
Their red it never dies	D
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
Her colour comes and goes	D
It trembles to a lily	J
It wavers to a rose	D
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The ladies of St James's	D
You scarce can understand	G
The half of all their speeches	D
Their phrases are so grand	G
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
Her shy and simple words	D
Are clear as after rain drops	D
The music of the birds	D
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The ladies of St James's	D
They have their fits and freaks	D
They smile on you for seconds	D
They frown on you for weeks	D
But Phyllida my Phyllida	G
Come either storm or shine	A
From Shrove tide unto Shrove tide	G
Is always true and mine	A
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My Phyllida my Phyllida	G
I care not though they heap	K
The hearts of all St James's	D
And give me all to keep	K
I care not whose the beauties	D
Of all the world may be	J
For Phyllida for Phyllida	G
Is all the world to me	J

Henry Austin Dobson

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