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John tipped up the stairs by night,
Heigho! to Betty got;
John tipped up stairs by night,
Slily without candle-light.
Cries Bet, " Who's there? "
" 'Tis I, my dear,
Johnny with his shoulder-knot. "

What did foolish Betty do?
Heigho! she knew not what;
What did foolish Betty do?
Lifts the latch and in he flew!
When he kissed
Could she resist
Johnny with his shoulder-knot?

Madam Maudlin soon found out,
Heigho! poor Betty's lot;
Madam Maudlin soon found out.
" What's this, " says she, " you've been about? "
Betty cries,
And wipes her eyes,
" The deuce was in his shoulder-knot! "
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