2 × Vinyl, LP, Mono, Box Set
Position | Title/Credits | Duration |
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A1 | Through All Employments Of Life | |
A2 | 'Tis Woman That Seduces All Mankind | |
A3 | If Any Wench Venus's Girdle Wear | |
A4 | If Love The Virgin's Heart Invade | |
A5 | A Maid Is Like The Golden War | |
A6 | Virgins Are Like The Fair Flower In It's Lustre | |
A7 | Our Polly Is A Sad Slut! Nor Heeds What We Have Taught Her | |
A8 | Can Love Be Controul'd By Advice | |
A9 | O Polly, You Might Have Toy' And Kist | |
A10 | I Like A Ship In Storms, Was Tost | |
A11 | A Fox May Steel Your Hens, Sir | |
A12 | Oh, Ponder Well! Be Not Severe | |
A13 | The Turtle Thus Plaintive Crying | |
B1 | Pretty Polly, Say | |
B2 | My Heart Was So Free | |
B3 | Were I Laid On Greenland's Coast | |
B4 | O What Pain It Is To Part | |
B5 | The Miser Thus A Shilling Sees | |
B6 | Fill Ev'ry Glass, For Wine Inspires Us | |
B7 | Let Us Take The Road | |
B8 | If The Heart Of A Man Is Deprest With Cares | |
B9 | Youth's The Season Made For Joys | |
B10 | Before The Barn-Door Crowing | |
B11 | The Gamesters And Lawyer Are Jugglers Alike | |
B12 | At The Tree I Shall Suffer With Pleasure | |
B13 | Man May Escape From Rope And Gun | |
B14 | Thus When A Good Huswife Sees A Rat | |
B15 | How Cruel Are The Traytors | |
B16 | The First Time At The Looking-Glass | |
C1 | When You Censure The Age | |
C2 | Is Then His Fate Decreed, Sir? | |
C3 | You'll Think, E'er Many Days Ensue | |
C4 | If You At An Office Solite Your Due | |
C5 | Thus When The Swallo, Seeking Prey | |
C6 | How Happy Could I Be With Her | |
C7 | I'm Bubbled | |
C8 | Cease Your Funning | |
C9 | Why How Now, Madam Flirt | |
C10 | No Power On Earth Can E'er Divide | |
C11 | I Like The Fox Shall Grieve | |
C12 | When Young At The Bar You First Taught Me To Score | |
C13 | My Love Is All Madness And Folly | |
C14 | The Gamesters United In Friendship Are Found | |
C15 | The Modes Of The Court So Common Are Grown | |
C16 | What Gudgeons Are We Men! | |
C17 | In The Day Of My Youth I Could Bill Like A Dove | |
D1 | I'm Like A Skiff On The Ocean Tost | |
D2 | When A Wife In Her Pout | |
D3 | A Curse Attends That Woman's Love | |
D4 | Among The Men, Coquets We Find | |
D5 | Come Sweet Lass | |
D6 | Hither, Dear Husband, Turn Your Eyes | |
D7 | Which Way Shall I Turn Me - How Can I Decide? | |
D8 | When My Hero In Court Appears | |
D9 | When He Hold Up His Hands Arraign'd For His Life | |
D10 | Our Selves, Like The Great, To Secure A Retreat | |
D12 | The Charge Is Prepar'd; The Lawyers Are Met | |
D13 | O Cruel, Cruel Cruel Case | |
D14 | Of All The Friend In Time Of Grief | |
D15 | Since I Must Swing | |
D16 | But Know Again My Spirits Sink | |
D17 | But Valour The Strong Grows | |
D18 | If Thus - A Man Can Die | |
D19 | So I Drink Off This Bumper | |
D20 | But Can I Leave My Pretty Hussies | |
D21 | Their Eyes, Their Lips, Their Busses | |
D22 | Since Laws Were Made For Ev'ry Degree | |
D23 | Would I Might Be Hang'd | |
D24 | Thus I Stand Lke The Turk, With His Doxies Around |