My Thing Is My Own Lyrics

A sweet-scented courtier did give me a kiss

And promised me mountains if I would be his

But I'll not believe him, for it is too true

Courtiers promise much more than they do

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses can do as they will

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses may do as they will

A master of music came with intent

To give me a lesson on my instrument.

I thanked him for nothing, and bid him be gone

For my little fiddle must not be played on

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses may do as they will

A cunning clockmaker did court me as well

And promised me riches if I'd ring his bell

So I looked at his clockwork, and said with a shock
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Your pendulum's far too small for my clock

A blunt lieutenant suprised my blanket

And speedily started to rifle and sack it

So I roused myself, and I became bold

And forced my lieutenant to quit my stronghold

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses may do what they will

Well, I could brag of a hundred or more

Besides all the gansters recited before

Who made their addresses in hopes of a snap

But young as I was, I understood that

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

All the young lasses may do as they will

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still,

Other young lasses may do as they will,

My thing is my own, and I'll keep it so still

Other young lasses may do as they will