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AKA<\/strong><\/td>Sweet Mary Jo<\/td><\/tr>
First Published<\/td> 1869<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
Lyrics<\/strong><\/td>GW Hunt<\/td>Music<\/strong><\/td>GW Hunt<\/td>Roud<\/strong><\/td>RN7966<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Music Hall Performers<\/strong><\/td>George Leybourne
Harry Liston
Harry Rickards <\/td><\/tr>
Folk performances<\/strong><\/td>Source Singers<\/strong>
Patching, Alf 1960 England : Sussex
Train, Bill 1970 England : Devon<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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The Blighted Gardener <\/strong>(from de Marsan, 1870)
Sung by Harry Rickards<\/em>
Music at Boosey and Co - 644 Broadway, New York<\/em>

I once kept a garden, 
Where the vegetables did grow,
But my fate is an hard \u2018un, 
You\u2019ll say, when you know,
How I loved a fair damsel, 
Who's like I ne'er saw;
So graceful and beautiful 
That I loved her far more \u2026 than all \u2026.

My cabbages and my turniptops,<\/em>
My celery and my Brokelo \u2013<\/em>
O I\u2019ll never love, no, I\u2019ll never love<\/em>
None but sweet Mary Jones<\/em>.

Her parents kept a beer shop, 
Mary serv'd at the bar,
And used to draw custom 
From ever so far
With her eyes bright as diamonds, 
And hair black as jet,
She made me feel so funnified 
And entirely forget\u2026 \u00a0all about\u2026. \u00a0

My cabbages and my turniptops,<\/em>
My cucumbers and my brussels sprouts  \u2013<\/em>
O I\u2019ll never love, no, I\u2019ll never love<\/em>
None but sweet Mary Jones<\/em>.

When I stood at the bar, 
I would heave a deep sigh:
When she looked at me, 
I\u2019d wink one eye;
I one day, pluck'd up courage,
Looked as wretched as could be,
Said: \u201cI love you sweet Mary, 
O! will you have me \u2026 and all my \u2026
\u00a0
My cabbages and my turniptops,<\/em>
My scarlet beans and my Prussian blues<\/em>
O I\u2019ll never love, no, I\u2019ll never love<\/em>
None but sweet Mary Jones<\/em>.

Out of the Bar-Parlor 
Rush'd a Sailor pell-mell,
Turned me out of the house, yes
And shook me as well!
The naughty boys jeer'd me, 
With mud I got splashed,
Then they followed me home yes 
Afterwards smashed \u2026 all my \u2026.

My cabbages and my turniptops,<\/em>
My radishes and my lettuces<\/em>
O I\u2019ll never love, no, I\u2019ll never love<\/em>
None but sweet Mary Jones<\/em>.
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Well, she married that sailor, 
She is now a gay wife,
She\u2019s left this poor Gardener 
All wretched for life.
My sufferings and misery 
There is no one can tell:
I\u2019m a melon - choly Horticulturist 
And here bids you farewell \u00a0\u2026 to all \u2026

My cabbages and my turniptops,<\/em>
My marrowfats and my artichokes<\/em>
O I\u2019ll never love, no, I\u2019ll never love<\/em>
None but sweet Mary Jones<\/em>.<\/pre>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
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The Blighted Gardener<\/em>: Cabbages and Turniptops <\/em>is one of a number of songs by GW Hunt<\/a> to have entered the traditional repertoire. Not to be confused with other traditional songs about gardeners, eg The bloody gardener<\/em> (RN1700) or The broken-hearted gardener<\/a><\/em> (RN7966). The Blighted Gardener was sung in the halls by George Leybourne<\/a> and Harry Liston<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Harry Rickards (whose brief biography appears below) had great success with the song both in Australia and the United States. Rickards persuaded many leading performers to grant him the right to sing their songs in the “colonies” and this appears to be one of them. The song follows a theme familiar in both traditional and Music Hall song: a man comically failing in his attempts to woo a woman. It’s also been suggested that these songs represent the discomfort felt by many Victorian men at the emerging status of working women in those times.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n
Harry Rickards (1841 -1911)<\/strong> was the son of an engineer, but despite initially following his father’s trade, he preferred life as a performer. After some time as an amateur singing in various pubs, he successfully auditioned at Wilton’s in 1864 and rapidly became a recognised star of the London Halls. He appeared as a lion comique and his first really major hit was Capt Jinks of the Horse Marines<\/em> <\/a>which he started singing in around 1867. Like so many of the other stars of the day, in the 1870s he tried his hand at management but he was unsuccessful and ran up huge debts. In the 1870s and 1880s he toured America and Australia, emigrating to Australia in around 1890. In Australia he concentrated on management, and was instrumental in establishing Music Hall there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The song has been collected twice from traditional singers in England:<\/p>\n\n\n\n