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[ 7 ] Then on his back the poor man did take her, And ſwore before night a cripple he'd make her So then, gentlemen, I came laughing away, I thought I'd feen ſport enough for the whole day. Derry down, down, hey derry down.

He took her ſuch a dig, in the kennel he threw her, She ſtunk ſo with gin he could not ſtand o'er her; There ſhe did ly like a juniper ſow. She ſtrove to get up, but could not tell how. Derry down, down, hey derry down.

A TRIP TO THE FAIR.

ALL you young people, wherever you be, Give your attention and liſten to me; in the ſong that I ſing, all the truth you ſhall hear, Of the drolls and diverſions of ſam'd-fair. To my fal de ral, theſe are the humours of, etc.

With great preparation the fair is begun, For moſt of young people they like to ſee fun; Someon horſe, ſome on foot, ſome in chaiſes repair, Some crowded on waggons they ride to the fair. To my tal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

Wheelwrights and blackſmiths, carpenters too, Wives, children & ſweethearts, believe me 'tis true, Farmers and ſervants, journeymen from their jobs, Taylors and harbers, and millers and ſnobs. To my fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

Apprentices too who made a bold winture, And treſpaſs'd a little beyond their indenture, You might ſee them a treating their miſtreſs's maid, For letting them in when their maſter's in bed. To my fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.