The Smuggler‘s Song

　　The Smuggler's Song - Peter Dawson

　　If you wake at midnight and hear a horse's feet

　　Don't go drawing back the blinds nor looking in the street

　　Them that asks no questions isn't told a lie

　　Watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　Watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　Five and twenty ponies trotting through the dark

　　Brandy for the parson bacchy for the clark

　　Laces for the ladies letters for the spie

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　Running the woodlands if you chance to find

　　Little barrels roped and tied all full of brandywine

　　Don't you shout to come

　　And look nor use 'em for your play

　　Just push the brushwood back again

　　And they'll be gone next day

　　Push the brushwood back again

　　And they'll be gone next day

　　Five and twenty ponies trotting through the dark

　　Brandy for the parson bacchy for the clark

　　Laces for the ladies letters for the spie

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　If you do as you've been told likely there's a chance

　　You'll be give a dainty doll

　　All the way from France

　　With a cap of Alyintsin's and a velvet hood

　　A present from the gentlemen no longer being good

　　Five and twenty ponies trotting through the dark

　　Brandy for the parson bacchy for the clark

　　Them that asks no questions isn't told a lie

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by

　　And watch the wall my darling while the gentlemen go by