Smugglers Song

If you wake at midnight, and hear horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Cuz them that ask no questions they isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by. 

If running round the woodlump if you chance to find 
Little barrels, roped and tarred, full of brandy-wine,
Don't you shout to come and look, nor use them for your play.
Put the brishwood back again - they'll be gone next day. 

And if you see King George's men, dressed in blue and red,
You be careful what you say, and mindful what is said.
And if they call you "pretty maid," and tuck you 'neath the chin,
Don't you say where no one is, nor yet where no one's been ! 
 

Cuz there’s five and twenty horses, 
Rushing through the dark – 
With brandy for the Parson and baccy for the Clerk.

Them that ask no questions they isn’t told a lie
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by!

Knocks and footsteps round the house and whispers after dark -
You've no call for going out until the house-dogs bark.
Truster's here, and Pincher's here, see how dumb they lie
They don't fret to go out when the Gentlemen go by

 

And if you do as you’ve been told, likely there’s a chance

You’ll be given a dainty doll all the way from France 

With a cap of Valencies and a velvet hood

A present from the gentlemen for being oh so good

Cuz there’s five and twenty horses, 
Rushing through the dark – 
With brandy for the Parson and baccy for the Clerk.

Them that ask no questions they isn’t told a lie
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by!

 

Five and twenty horses, 
Rushing through the dark – 
With brandy for the Parson and baccy for the Clerk.

Them that ask no questions they isn’t told a lie

 

Don’t lift the latch, look through the crack or meet their eye

Better to be found abed than being an errant spy

So watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by