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                     [  2  ] THE

DRUNKARD'S CONSOLATION,

ON THE

ALE BEING RAISED.

AT a house of great fame for a pipe and a pot, Where fame are so foolish to spend all they’ve A meeting was held on a weighty affair,  (got, And Timothy Smith was set in the chair.

CHORUS.

Well done Timothy, drink away Timothy,

Off with the liquor and call for more.

My friends I’ve a piece of cad news for to tell. Concerning malt liquor which you love so well, They’ve rais’d it to five pence a quart I declare. At a town call’d Louth in Lincolnshire.

Chorus. Well done Timothy, etc.

I've just now been thinking, since ale is so dear, We must leave it off, and drink only small beer, But I love to be merry, altho’ I am poor, So gentlemen drink, for I must have some more.

Chorus Well done Timothy, etc.

My bottle and friend I'll enjoy while I live, There’s nothing co earth such pleasure doth give, For what you are thinking I care not a fly, So reach me the liquor-I grow very dry.

Chorus. Weil done fimethy, etc.

In what you’ve said you may chance to be wrong, Supposing your cash will not hold out so long, Your friends I’m persuaded will quickly turn tail, And none of the landladies serve you with ale.

Chorus. Well done Timothy, etc.