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 Then Jockey did his vows renew,

He would be constant, would be true,

His word was pledg'd, away he flew,

With cowslips tipt with balmy dew,

With Jenny to the fair.

In raptures meet the jovial train,

These gay companions blythe and young,

Each join the dance, each join the throng,

To hail the happy pair.

So now there’s none so fond as they!

They bless the kind propitious day,

The smiling month of flow’ry May,

When lovely Jenny run away

With Jockey to the fair.





How gaily roll’d the moments on,

when Sandy woo'd me ilka day!

But a’ that fleeting joy is gone,

since war hath press’d him far away.

Vain the shepherds pipe and ,

the blooming maidens dance in vain,

Till peaceful times shall Sandy bring

to mingle in the happy train.