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 Whoſe ſermons fine did brightly ſhine,

when my old hat was new.

Our young men and our maidens,

they ran off to the hills,

And when they came home at night,

of each other got their wills,

And when the laſſies aprons mount,

and belly it turns fu'

Of ſuch a crime we thought great ſhame,

when my old hat was new.

Sly women with their fair ſpeeches,

the beggars they beguile,

Becauſe they want to marry them.

when they get them with child,

There's none of them ſtands to their word,

for ſome of them does rue,

And leaves them with their aprons up,

ſince my old hat was new.

When wives unto the weavers went.

for them to warp their yearn,

Their laps they were, ſo ſtuffed up,

they held it in their arm,

But now their aprons hang ſtraight down,

which uſed to be fu',

Which made the claith baith thick and broad,

when my old hat was new.

And when they for a tradeſman ſent,

old things for to repair,

Of every thing was in the houſe,

he always got a ſhare.