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 The Lawyer not to be a prig,

The fool he cry'd: "tee, hee,

"I kend that I could never fail;"

But she prinn'd the dish-clout to his tail,

And cool'd him wi' a water-pail.

And kept her Bawbee:

Then Johnny cam', a lad o' sense,

Altho' he had na mony pence,

He took young Jenny to the spence,

Wi' her to crack a wee;

Now, Johnny was a clever chiel,

And here his suit he press'd sae weel,

That Jenny's heart grew fast as jeel,

And she birl'd her Bawbee.

 

HEN scarce a handspike high,

Death with old dad made free;

So what does I do d'ye think,

But pikes it off to sea,

Says I to sweetheart Poll,

If ever I come back,

We'll laugh and sing tol de rol lol,

If not, remember Jack.

I'd fortune smooth and rough,

The wind would chop and vere;

Till hard knocks I'd nabb'd enough

On board a privateer.