I sing to amuse you by night and by day,

And be unco merry when you are but gay;

When you with your bagpipes are ready to play,

My voice shall be ready to carol away

With Sandy, and Sawney, and Jockey,

With Sawney, and Jarvie, and Jockey.

MRS. BULKLEY.

Ye gamesters, who, so eager in pursuit,

Make but of all your fortune one va toute:

Ye jockey tribe, whose stock of words are few,