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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 seen 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.

Text divider from 'The Sailor's Return' a chapbook printed in Glasgow in 1806

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 fam'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;
Some on horse, some on foot, some in chaises repair,
Some crowded on waggons they ride to the fair.
To my fal 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 venture,
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.