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From the county of Cork, you see I lately came,

The harvest to reap, Mr Doodey’s my name;

I, my cousin Shaun Shaughnessy met t’other day,

And says he will you go to that thing call’d a play.

With my loorel lol loo.

‘Ist the play that you mean, arrah Doodey you’re right,

For they treat the whole town with Pizarro to night;

Oh says he, if I’m treated, the thing’s nate and clane;’

But this treat as they calld it cost me a thirteen

The green thing drew up, and a lady I spied,

A man came to kiss her, she scornfully cried,

‘Get out you blackguard or I'll bother your gig,’

Then in came Pizarro who growl'd like a pig.

In the ou’d gowry people’s time long, long ago,

The Spaniards all walk'd to Peru you must know,

Says they, ‘you must give up your cash and your keys,’

But one Captain Rolla said ‘No, if you please.’