But though he is too young,
He has money for to rove,
And he will spend it all
Before he’ll lose his love.
Chorus. Fal lal de ral, lal de dal, fal lal de ra ral da.
Followed by a symphony on the fiddle, during which the introduced actor walks round the circle.
The Captain proceeds—
The next that I call in
He is a tailor fine;
What think you of his work?
He made this coat of mine!
Here the Captain turns round and exhibits his coat, which, of course, is ragged, and full of holes.
So comes good master Snip,
His best respects to pay:
He joins us in our trip
To drive dull care away.
Chorus and symphony as above.
Here the Tailor walks round, accompanied by the Squire’s Son. This form is observed after each subsequent introduction, all the new comers taking apart.
The next I do call in,
The prodigal son is he;
By spending of his gold
He’s come to poverty.