Rigs of the Time

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Rigs of the Time by The Dreadnoughts

Rigs of the Time Lyrics

[00:02.93] No wonder that butter's a shilling a pound
[00:06.92] Seeing 'em rich farmers' daughters how they ride up and down
[00:11.97] If you ask 'em the reason, they'll say, "Bon alas
[00:15.79] There's been a French war, so the cows have no grass"
[00:20.20] Singing, honesty's all out of fashion
[00:25.01] These are the rigs of the time
[00:27.72] Time, me boys
[00:29.82] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
[00:33.30] And it here's to our landlord, I must bring him in
[00:37.39] He charges tuppence a pint, yet, he thinks it no sin
[00:42.46] When he do bring it in, oh, the measure is short
[00:46.16] And the top of your pint is all covered in froth
[00:50.74] Singing honesty's all out of fashion
[00:55.61] These are the rigs of the time
[00:58.27] Time, me boys
[01:00.41] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
[01:04.12] And it here's to our butcher, I must bring him in
[01:07.84] He charges four pence a pound, yet he thinks it no sin
[01:12.95] Slaps his thumb on the scales, and he makes it go down
[01:16.71] He declares it's a full weight, but it lacks half a pound
[01:21.45] Singing, honesty's all out of fashion
[01:26.28] These are the rigs of the time
[01:28.93] Time, me boys
[01:31.06] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
[01:34.75] And it here's to our baker, I must bring him in
[01:38.59] He charges ha'penny a loaf, and he thinks it no sin
[01:43.52] When he do bring it in, it's no bigger than your fist
[01:47.36] And the top of the loaf is all covered in grist
[01:52.07] Singing, honesty's all out of fashion
[01:56.95] These are the rigs of the time
[01:59.36] Time, me boys
[02:01.40] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
[02:05.37] So it here's to our tailor who skimps on our clothes
[02:09.63] And here's to the cobbler who pinches our toes
[02:14.10] For our belly's all empty, our backsides are bare
[02:18.17] No wonder we've reason to curse and to swear
[02:22.55] Singing, honesty's all out of fashion
[02:27.33] These are the rigs of the time
[02:30.00] Time, me boys
[02:32.25] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
[02:35.41] Time, me boys
[02:37.57] Ah, these are the rigs of the time
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From the album: Green Willow