This is one of those catches that is more lubricious in performance than the anodyne lyrics might suggest.

This edition comprises a modern realisation, and a statement of the piece in its original specialised format.
Lyrics: Anon, probably the composer

Whene'er my dame a-hedging goes
She gets a little prick between her toes.
And then, alas, she loudly cries,
For the anguish spreads above her thighs.
While ev'ry remedy I can obtain
Is not enough to ease her pain.
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John Wall Callcott
(1766 - 1821)

Callcott : Whene'er my dame a-hedging goes : illustration


Whene'er my dame a-hedging goes

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