Thomas Ravenscroft - New oysters new - текст песни (слова)

New oysters, new.
 Have you any wood to cleave?
 What kitchen stuff have you, maids?
 
 New oysters, new oysters,
 new walefleet oysters,
 at a groat a pecke,
 each oyster worth two pence,
 fetch us bread and wine that we may eate,
 let us lose no time with such good meat,
 a banquet for a prince.