Lyrics

It's of a bold astrologer - in London town did dwell
At telling maidens fortunes - theres none could him excell
There was a nice young serving girl - a'living there close by
She went one day to the astrologer - all for to have a try.
"I hear that you tell fortunes sir - would you tell me mine said she
"Of course my dear without a doubt, if you'll come upstairs with me"
"To come upstairs with you kind sir - I fear I am afraid"
She spoke it with such modesty - as if she was a maid.
"To come upstairs with me my dear - you need not be afraid
Knowing it was but the other day - you with your master laid!"
Then she began to curse and swear she would her master bring
As witness for both him and her that it was no such thing.
"My pretty maid don't swear and curse you'll make the deed the worse
For the crown piece that he gave to you - you've got it in your purse"
"Oh indeed you can tell fortunes sir - you've told me mine said she
Then out she pulled the crown piece - "Good morning sir" said she.