Page:Pop Goes the Weasel Harding B 11(3119).gif

POP GOES THE WEASEL

WRITTEN AND SUNG BY F. C. PERRY.
At Mr. LEIGH'S Scientific Exhibition High Holborn.

---

Air,—"Pop goes the Weasel."

---

C. Paul, Printer, 18 Great St Andrew Street, Bloomsbury.

Now all the girls are going mad
For,—Pop goes the Weasel!
And the finest tune we ever had,
Is, pop goes the weasel,
It is danced by Albert and the queen,
Chummies done it around the green,
And many girls have ruin'd been,
By pop goes the weasel.

Organ Boys grind in the street,
Pop goes the weasel,
The thing to make you feel your feet,
Is, pop goes the weasel,
It costs the young chaps such a lot,
To treat the girls to you know wot,
The Militiamen march and trot,
To pop goes the weasel.

The Costermonger beats "his moke,"
To pop goes the weasel,
And the donkey jumps at every poke,
Pop goes the weasel.
Quack Doctors send out lots of Pills,
And get the cash out of the gills,
Because they always Head their Bills,
Pop goes the weasel.

At Drury Lane, they play and sing,
Pop goes the weasel.
Barbers thinking of cut your chin,
Pop goes the weasel.
The Tallyman I must confess,
Leave on credit many a dress;
But when they call for cash, I guess,
It's pop goes the weasel.

In the Laughing Gas the ladies say,
Pop goes the weasel.
And many girls are led astray,
By pop goes the weasel.
To hear it play'd some thousands hop,
And last week a mad bull made a stop,
Then ran into a music shop,
For pop goes the weasel.

Policemen teach each girl on their beat,
Pop goes the weasel
For which they get all the cold meat,
And,—Pop goes the weasel.
The grinder in the street each day,
Knives for ladies grind away,
And the wheel when turning seems to say
Pop goes the weasel.

Bugs and Fleas nightly hop,
Pop goes the weasel.
Thousands on their uncle pop,
Thro' pop goes the weasel.
The lower class as well as high,
To beat each other daily fly,
While others private, nightly try,
Pop goes the weasel.

Now all the world, yes even France,
Like, Pop goes the weasel.
But we can make the Frenchmen dance
Pop goes the weasel.
Pop goes the weasel, gives delight,
And by your smiles I think I'm right,
If so I'll try another night,
Pop goes the weasel.