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Copper John

The poem 'Copper John' (as referenced in the Appletree Press title Hiring Fairs and Market Places, by May Blair.
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extract from 'Hiring Fairs and Market Places', which quotes this poem:

COPPER JOHN

I’m a civil fellow called Sandy Bond
Sure I’m hired with a man called Copper John
For the second Gallop I was bound
For to take my stand down at Magowans
As I dandered [strolled] up through Market Street
It’s Copper John I chanced to meet
With his brother Willie with him I seen
Likewise Sam Dale of Drumadreen.

Sammy Dale he says to me,
‘Will you hire wi’ these two men this day?’
Says I, ‘I will if you give good pay:
I’ll engage with them till the twelfth of May.’
‘For what sort of money?’ he says to me
Says I, ‘Nine poun’ and I think it’s fair
And for nothin’ less will I go there.’

Copper John bein’ standin’ near
‘You’re a fine big fella but you’re far too dear
And since I’ve come into this town
I tell you what we’ll do – we’ll divide a pound.’
‘Oh,’ says I, ‘I’m sure you will,
But I had far more at the foot o’ the hill.’
‘And now,’ he says, ‘Mr. Bond,
Are you for the grass wi’ the Cruiskeen Lawn?’

Then we all went up to Martha Graham’s
And he says to me, ‘What is your name?’
Says I, ‘My name is Mr. Bond,
And from what I hear, you’re Copper John.’
We went out and we did start
Sure John came home wi’ an iron cart
And he says to me goin’ up the street,
‘I suppose you’ll come to us this week.’

We have a maid and of her I’ll sing
This maid’s name is Liza King
And I’ll flit in till the twelfth of May,
If she’ll l’ave down the bread and tay.
Sure Copper John’s a civil man
When he’s out in the market he likes a dram,
And a jolly boy when he gets that
Sure he looks a swell wi’ his wee hard hat.

And to conclude and end my song
I hope I have said nothing wrong,
I’ll bid farewell, and I’ll be gone
To spend six months wi’ Copper John.

(Last line spoken)


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