But follow him till hard at bay
It’s just the ladies can!
Davy Daw, Davy Daw, the brush is won!
A good job, sir, our work is done.
Whitefoot went lame this side o’ the mill,
And I’m as dry as an old lime-kiln.
Red rogue, he’ll kill his goose no more:
Close work it was, for the light is o’er.
Just close work, sir, but the Dub’s close to,
With a can for me and a crab for you!