Nineteen Years Old From Hedley Letto, Blanc Salon, P.Q. Kenneth Goldstein collected this version. As I was a-walking one evening in June I met my fair ducksie like a flower in bloom Her eyes like a diamond and her hair like pure gold Says I you're a dandy for 19 years old The summer being over and pastime did spend Both me and my ducksie to the church we both went And when we were married at the wedding bells tolled Says I you're a dandy for 19 years old The supper being over and all gone to rest You bet my colours changed when my love she undressed She took off for small clothes so tightly did fold Says I you're a dandy for 19 years old She unscrewed her fingers I counted them three She unscrewed her cork leg just above her right knee She took off her false wig, her bald head to show Says I you're a dandy for 19 years old She spit out her false teeth, I had like to faint And scraped from her pale cheek both powder and paint And out on the carpet her glass eye did roll Go away you are 90, not 19 years old Come all you young fellows that are looking for beaus Beware of them projects from their head to their toes Or else they'll be like me or many foretold They'll marry one 90 for 19 years old (Examine your prospects from their head to their toes?)