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York I com'd to get a place,
 * And travelled to this town, Sir;

In Holborn I an office found,
 * Of credit and renown, Sir:

Says I, pray Sir, get me a place,
 * Says he, your prayer is granted:

And when I meet with one that suits,
 * I'll tell you, York, you're wanted.

A gentleman soon hired me,
 * I found he was a gambler:

Says he, I want a steady lad.
 * Says I, Sir, I'm no rambler:

But if you want a knowing one,
 * By few I am supplanted;

Oh! that is just the thing for me,
 * So, Mr York, you're wanted,

Now I knew somewhat of a hoya,
 * And measter just the same, Sir;

And if we didn't do the fools,
 * Ecod we'd been to blame Sir;

At races then we both look'd out,
 * For cash each bosom panted,