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 Through woods and o'er stiles, as I trudge many miles, I whistle, I whistle, and whoop, gee woo Jerry. My work being done to the lawn there I fly, Where the lads at the lasses all look very sly; And I'ze deeply in love with a girl it is true, And I know what I know but I munna tell you: But I'll whistle, I'll whistle, for of all the girls I ever did see, O cherry-cheek Patty for me.

Though the squire so great so happy mayn't be, As poor simple Giles the plowman's boy; No matters of state ever addle my pate, But I'll whistle, I'll whistle, and whoop gee woo, Jerry, Now cherry-cheek Patty she lives in a vale, Whom I help'd o'er the stile, with her milking pail And Patty has a like notion of me it is true, And I know what I know, but I munna tell you: But I'll whistle, &c.

I'se able and strong and willing to work, And when the lark rises off trudges I; The cows up I call, and harness old Ball, I whistle, I whistle, and whoop, gee woo, Jerry,