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 He To Tavern where goes, Sow'r Apples and Sloes, A long adieu! And farewel too, The House of the Great, Whose Cook has no Meat, And Butler can't quench my Thirst. She Good b'uye to the Change, Where Rantepoles range; Farewel cold Tea, And Rattafee, Hide-Park too, where Pride In Coaches do ride, Altho' they be choak'd with Dust. He Farewel the Law-Gown, She The plague of the Town, He And Foes of the Crown, That should be run down, She With City-Jack-daws; That make Staple Laws, To Measure by Yards and Ells. He Stock-Jobbers and Swobbers, And Packers and Tackers, For ever adieu, and for ever;

CHORUS.

''We know what you're doing, And home we're both going, And so you may ring the Bells.''